Desert Dweller

When the time comes,

you’re invited to my last soirée. 

Come to my funeral, come send me away.

Bring a plus-one if you will.

Come say goodbye but please don’t cry.

Though we parted long ago,

you occupy a special place in my heart.

Our paths crossed briefly, then went parallel.

Life was good. You helped make it so.

So bring a plus-one, if you wish, and a potluck dish.

But please don’t deny my final wish.

© 2026 Bruno Talerico

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