Please smile

You can't smile anymore

Your skin is cold 

And you remain untouched 

In a cold room, 

You need your camera-

It hasn't been used-

You need your books-

They need to be read to,

I can call Mommy

She can play you something funny,

You can laugh at politicians 

And deem them ugly,

You can't smile anymore 

And for me that's a problem,

But if your soul can let me know 

Hang on tight 

We’re coming for you

I hope the casket is warmer 

Than the room 

-Nevena 💚