At My FuneralMature

At my funeral
Let the wine flow
Let the children sing
Let my friends reminisce
Let the tears cascade
Let me have my peace

At my funeral
Let the sun shine
Let the decay steal me
Let the passage: ashes to ashes
Let the passage: dust to dust
Become my epitaph

At my funeral
Let the photos of sepia burn
Let the roses be placed
Let those closest forget
Let everyone remember the birdsong
Let everyone walk away
Let their heads be held high
Let their lives flourish
without me

The End

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