Here I do not lie!
On this cold, damp, frozen earth
Just waiting for you to visit me.
I was not meant to be walked upon-
Even after my time has past.
So you think my life has past
In this shape,
But I still linger on.
Despite you can not see me,
Or hear me,
Or even feel me-
I do exist in spirit!
My ashes are scattered in the wind.
Touching everyone without their knowledge.
I am apart of you,
With every breath you take.
I am not easily rid of even when I am "dead".
My death was not a waste.
My life on earth served a purpose-
And I live on afterwards.