Nov 16

Forget Me Please

When I leave, forget me please
I’d much rather be forgotten 
than have my name said with a frown
Put a few flowers by my grave and walk away please
Tears are just too sad
I’ll hope you dance and jump and sing
Because my life was good enough
And you’ll have all of yours ahead of you
If you have to think of me
At least do it with a laugh
At the strange old life of you and I
Make sure there's cookies
And lemonade
At my silly old funeral
I know you’ll have that stranger urge to laugh
I hope you do
And everyone looks at you
And laughs as well
Life is entirely too empty of strange laughs