Well

Well, Yes. 

Many times I would like to just stop by those woods

Especially on his famous snowy evening.

And I have on a few occasions--but was not allowed to enter.

So, Would you follow?

                          If I was to be burned...

Why give a funeral pyre?

A fiery illumination,

To light the path...

And

Then to follow the ashes

         like breadcrumbs? I rather think not...

And, my things are few and far between

So they wouldn’t be that hard to divvy up.

But why make it easy for anyone?

There are still many things to collect.

Things that sit in wait and

Things that haven’t even been created yet.

                                                              Or will it be more of the same?

And my acquaintances could all fit very nicely

On a hand scribed letter

Inside an envelope

Laid out by my bedside.

But Really, Why bother? There are still plenty of other things to write--

Or has it all been written?