These where the lovely bones
That grew in my absence
The connections sometimes tenuous
Sometimes made at grate cost
Often magnificent
That happen
I began to see a world
That let me hold things without me in it
No body notices when we leave
I mean when we really choose to go
At best you might feel a whisper
Or a wave of a whisper
My name is Saimon like the fish
First name Susie
I was fourteen when I was murdered
December 6 1973
I was here for a moment
Then I was gone
I wish you all a happy long life