Paul Bell

Wrong Body

Your Haunting death

Like your life

Still leave them cold

They search for reasons

Answers that defy questions

Remember what you told me

Wrong body, wrong time

But not to worry

Get it right next time

So I tell them

Wrong body, wrong time

They can’t define

You were on such a high that night

We laughed until dawn

The final toast

As you lay upon

That haunting smile goodbye

Before you died

One more for the road

Keepsake to the good times

One glass left behind

See you next time my friend

New body, right time.