(via showerbeers)
Thomas loved Elise.
I resolved this one earlier today.
My epitaph will read: “Insurance Salesman and Forgotten Poet of Iowa”
Death used to ride a white-maned horse/ Before these gray roads lined the sod/ But now he travels on his course/ Astride a sleek thing, rubber-shod.
Jay G. Sigmund (The Real Forgotten Poet of Iowa via my-ear-trumpet)