Inked

The angels will sleep in beds of rose petals

You may have closed your eyes forever
But you are not gone
Rest in Peace
Uncle, son, father, brother.
Two years I knew you
But I do not remember you
Well
I’m told about you
And tears are still shed.
A forwarded text message
That’s all it took
And our minds are made up
April will come soon
I can’t wait.
In loving memory of you
We ink our skin
Two roses for the years I knew you
A sleeping angel for that’s what you’ve become
Peacefully dreaming of us
You’ll be in our hearts and on our skin forever