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Dying Wish

 Family dinner night and everyone is here
Reach for my wife’s hand, she fights back a tear
Voice is shaky as I ask all hear what I say
I got some very bad news from the doctor today

Here is what I want and here’s what I don’t
Some of you may agree, some of you won’t
These are my wishes, the last of my rights
My dying days and my final nights

No fancy box for this mortal house to Lay
Or a man of god with something to say
No church floor to soak up the tears
Turn my body to ash, burn all the years

There is no place for me in a row of stone
A prisoner of time, and weeds overgrown
Some roots in the earth can last forever
This is how I want us to stay together

With my ashes to offer dig a small hole in the earth
Place them in with the seed of a tree it will birth
Nurture this tree and carve in it my name
Forever I bask in the sun and dance in the rain.
Written by becsta (Bec)
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