I recognize the work this marker did,
Helping to color all the dino-cats,
With its quite useful hue of grayish-green.
So sad since I that hue’s decline have seen:
I’ll miss that marker, but it’s work is done.
At least it’s been used up, did not dry out,
Fulfilled its purpose, a good marker-life.
For people perhaps that could be a guide,
To find their purpose and to live it well —
To do what one was born for, fear aside.

I endeavored to write in blank verse for this one. Linking with DVerse OLN, before DVerse goes on summer break. 🙂
That’s really cute! Funny topic for a eulogy ~ I like it!
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i know
it can show
hot and i am not
such a fan of it
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A very creative poem. We definitely don’t want to dry up.
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I had 2 pens go dry on me today. I wasn’t being productive, just unlucky. Good thing I’ve got about another half-dozen or so standing by, eh?
Really dug your eulogy. Thanks
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I love your message here! Sometimes the smallest things can teach the biggest lessons…
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Better to get used up than dried out 🙂
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A fun poem, and a good message:
“For people perhaps that could be a guide,
To find their purpose and to live it well —
To do what one was born for, fear aside.”
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To have been useful is a good eulogy. (K)
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