When the time to part has come, take my mortal
remains and bury me deep into the bosom of
mother earth.
Let me rest where despair can not find me. I shall
be with my companions...the glory of the seasons, the
setting of the sun and the bidding of my God.
For in the end, life has made me weary and I welcome
the peace found in the comfort, warmth and richness
of mother earth.
Then...finally...and at long last...I shall be at peace.
© Joe Fazio
(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-has-made-me-weary/
