When I Die Poem by Joey Smith
When I Die
Lay me, in a solitary grave yard.
Where no one has been laid there before.
I wan't a tall square grave stone laid on top of me.
Lay me under a sicamore.
Lay a purple flower on top of my grave stone,
because purple is my least favorite color of them all.
Buy a blue jay, and stand over my grave and let fly away.
And may that sicamore grow high and tall.
I want it to grow high, to touch the sky, for all to see.
Because this is the remembrance of me.
if i were u i would choose to be burned and the ashes could spread all over the world....taken in pieces and go to places i have never been before...even when i die nice choice though thanx for sharin koni
wow talk about great i didnt know you wrote stuff like that and i have known you like forever see people are right you learn new things all the time....keep it up love ya love chelsi
Hi Joey..Good poem, I liked it very much. Don't forget to put this in your will before you go..Keep it up..
Do not know why there was an oversight per comments on this poem It's nice, rhymes and has a basic dying man's last request for rememberance via his grave marker. Liked the releasing into flight the Blue Jay. Nice-I'd give it a nine for good imagery. God bless-Michael Jeffrey Gale.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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if i were u i would choose to be burned and the ashes could spread all over the world....taken in pieces and go to places i have never been before...even when i die nice choice though thanx for sharin koni