Child's Play

As a child I played with soldiers
then later with romance.

As an adult I played with power
and later with finance.

Then one day
I became part of a small funeral game
in which people dressed themselves
in black & gray

& near the place where my ashes lay
in fields of auburn grass
birds sang in a gentle breeze
as little ones
who knew nothing at all about "me"
joyfully played & danced.

Ron:	Is human life merely like a child's play and our existence akin to a mayfly's brief day?
Linda:	(chuckling). Well, it certainly seems that way.
Lis:	(half in jest) But isn't there any grand epiphany? Are our lives merely brief buffets whose victuals are certain to swiftly decay?
Linda:	(baffled) Are you looking to me for answers?
Lis:	Well, I'm asking for an opinion.