TOMBSTONE PRAYER

If you can still read the words on this tombstone,
if the rain, the snow, the cold and the heat,
haven’t worn the words away, know that I was
buried here. You are standing near
my last soft footprint. And if you have time,
close your eyes and listen. Listen to my loud
dance steps. They’re probably missing a beat,
but that’s me dancing up a storm
on the dance floor of heaven.