When I’m gone…
Will you be there to see me go?
Will you weep and mourn for me?
Will you take good care of everything I left?
Will you ever miss me?
When I’m gone…
Will you visit my grave and bring me flowers,
Cook my fave food on my funeral anniversary,
Will you offer prayers for me too?
And remember me on my birthdays?
When I go…
Weep for me if you may,
And when you come visit my grave,
Weep no more for I am not there,
I have gone home to my Father’s house,
When I’m gone.
Masked Lady
12.12.09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem