Spilled Ink from the heart and soul of Poet and Author Richard M Knittle Jr.

I would like this to be my epitaph and read at my funeral, please.  I was not afraid of life or death but of only being alone, and I am not frightened to go I am not scared at all for I will finally be back home. To my fellow Poets, we shall not ever say goodbye, for our souls will  never leave as we will remember  each other until the ends of all  eternity. Even though the pages  that we write may change or even  sometimes disappear, all of the  ink that we spill every day of our lives and in death, comes from the same well, as we will always  share, so remember that every single drop that falls no matter where we are or when will all  flow back together until we meet up  yet again in the end. Live, Love, Life, in poetry forever. To my fans, friends, and family t hank you for everything you have done for me especially all the likes and comments, your emails, text, and messages with all the words you have written for me...