A Final Prayer Before I Close My Eyes

If I should die before I wake, my mother prays,
the Lord my soul You shall take.
But if I should die in the middle of the night,
I pray the moon be the resting place for my mind-
my eyes forever resting on the sun's borrowed light-
should the Night come to lay claim to my life.

I do wish,my final wish, that you tell my mother,
that I am in my place,at home in the Other.
I pray you show her a bit of grace-
as she has labored her entire life away.
and although I deny the honor to see you face,
please Lord, this I pray-

Let tiger lilies and daisies mark my place.

The End

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