Magnolia

I sat and reflected on
The only photo at your funeral
On the easel
In the shadow of the willowed Sacred Heart

Where we started wanting weeding
Southern autumn
Places of your life overgrown

Warm winds blow
Secrets we die with
Trembling weakness is what haunts us now

Inside the windows
What once made us proud
I owned everything thought to be suicidal mania

I was everything taught to me
Drinking deeply
The truth of my grief

But what else could be?
Everything was written
I saw everybody plead
I owned everything thought to be suicidal mania

I was everything taught to me
Drinking deeply
The truth of my grief

Show me now everything that I offer
I saw my own father
Lay the ground beneath me

I owned everything thought to be
I was everything taught to me

All the tapes and all of the letters
At Heaven’s gate standing with the guards

My love is endless
Everything of you is me
Every step is toward the grave
Could it be flesh and blood were all we gave?