Watch Your Mouth

Composed 5/6/13
Description: So my roommate’s fish died yesterday morning, and, well…

He was a gentle spirit
And navy as the evening sky
He’d spent his lifetime captive
But he lived a peaceful life

Her face fell as he lay
On those turquoise cobblestone streets
His blue spirit had left the cage
And now was finally free

I pat her hand
Don’t worry I say
Things will only get
Better today

At lunch she told me
She’d gotten a call
To report the death
Of her dear grandpa