Inhale, exhale, aspire, inspire before we expire.
Reinforce your wire, leave behind inspiration for generations to admire,
better yet, set them with a belly full of fire.
Resting place, estate and date all share a motionless state.
While you make, keep in line what’s at stake, it’s not the end but the future bake.
Mourn or celebrate?
A Piercing stake,
a missing tree once near the lake,
now you lie in a pine infused cake.