plant no rose on me
sing no songs for me
be just the green grass
and cover me
set no stone at my head
I won't need the name I had
nor the numbers when I entered
and left this world, unwept,
I don't want to be remembered
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But you may want to be remembered as being a great poet, or by the time you leave this world you may have done much for humanity and humanity may choose to revere your fulfilling life. Maybe your loved ones would like a place where they can go and feel close to your spirit.... love Karin