If I Die Young Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

If I Die Young

Let my body be the flower,
Petals unfurling, soft and tender.
Laid to rest beneath the sky,
A canvas of endless blue to ponder.
If I Die Young,

When my soul departs this world,
May it soar like a bird taking flight.
Ascending beyond the clouds above,
To dance among the stars so bright.

If I die young, remember me
As the blossom that bloomed too soon.
Cherish the beauty I leave behind,
Before I'm taken by death's cruel tune.

For in that final moment's breath,
I'll be one with the earth and sky.
So if I die young, do not weep -
Just look up, and see me fly.