I am a skeleton

Bare bones and air

An unlively specimen

With no reason to care.

My soul has long left me

Just here all alone

Under a tree I am buried

My grave is my home.

You’re welcome anytime

I’d sure like some guests

Please pardon the grime

And all of the pests.

My soul is off haunting someone, somewhere

I don’t mind, the flowers make it seem like you care.