Fitting for My Funeral



Instructions are clear, no change is allowed,

Watching over my own fond farewell,

Sad faces, turn happy, now I am proud,

As the soul leaves my body, a shell,


Celebration of life, lived its own special way,

Not by numbers, or as others approved,

Music builds to crescendo as I float away,

Only few of my mourners subdued,


I knew what I wanted, I got what I asked,

From my loved ones despite all the sadness,

Just remember the memories that we have amassed,

All the good times, the bad and the madness,


Of a journey of happiness later in life,

Now in heaven, or hell, or wherever,

No matter, no pain, no sadness, no strife,

just be dancing, with glowsticks, forever.

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