Fond Memories Poem by David Whalen

Fond Memories



When I die
I want no stone
To tie me to…
A particular time and place on Earth
I want not my flesh and bones
To wither away nor record kept
Of my passing or my birth

Cremate My mortal vessel
And let be forgotten
Both my good deeds
(And my sins!)

Set me free!
Let my legacy be
No more than fond memories
And commit my ashes
…To the whimsical winds…

Tuesday, August 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 20 October 2019

Another fine one. Your plan sounds divine. to MyPoemList :) bri

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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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