Little body, washed and dried,
Whose blue eyes brightened with her goodbye.
Whose blue eyes brightened with her goodbye.
I climbed the teetering tower, stood over the river, and flew off.
I slowly fell downward.
The clear water gathered me in and pulled me through.
I could feel the comfort it gave as green weeds brushed my sides.
Sinking to the bottom I turned my body over to look up.
The sun glimmered through and comforted me through this passing.