A Day Will Come
A day will come when I will die,
I won't want you to sit and cry.
I want instead from all, a smile,
Ignore the fixed funeral style.
Don't speak of heaven or of god,
I've always thought them rather odd.
Don't enter the church, go outside,
To the place, where I will now reside.
Funerals are always taxing,
I'd rather you be relaxing.
So don't let grief stand in your way,
Please, if only for this one day.
Rejoice for my life, not death,
I loved you all with every breath.
To see your face without joy in my own,
Is only a myth for it isn't known.
Being true to you is just too easy,
I will not cause you any misery.
To hurt you would be a knife in my heart,
For which no sorry could ever depart.