I’ll never rest in the cold ground,
Please don’t plant me in death’s garden,
Remember me in bright, light sounds,
And set me free on a westward wind.
Don’t mark my life with a cold stone,
Let my spirit frolic on a warm breeze,
Remember me with a soft moan,
And with a sweet kiss set me free.
I’ll never rest in the cold ground,
Those who love me know it's true,
No silk pillow will make my sleep sound,
No silk bed will be for me less cruel.
Don’t mark my life with a cold stone,
My memories remain in your heart,
Let my ashes be gently wind blown,
And from you, my love, I will never part.
5 Stars for this supersad poem about the death. Naomi Pepper, POET of THE DAY. Amazing poems, BUT she is not on Poem Hunter anymore, such a great pity! Excellently worded, barvo dear Naomi!
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