Bury me under the Joshua Tree


Bury me under the Joshua Tree,

it’s said to live for two-hundred

years, and then, maybe some more.


One, two, three or some sundried

hundreds of years, is for sure.


And who wants to stay

when they’re mostly away

from Life and its Strife and all passion?


I’m telling you,

if it’s not Timbuktu,

then a Joshua Tree is in fashion.


And when my dear mother

had brought me to here,

where I met and mingled with kindred,


I said, “There’s a lot.”

And she said, “No, there’s not.”

“But the Joshua Tree is a cousin.”


©2013, Marvin Loyd Welborn

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