If I die tomorrow
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What if I die tomorrow
The mellow spring breeze over my dead body
Carrying away my soul
Riding into the sunset or something like that
I hope I smiled, dying without too much pain for you might pity me
In the final hours of my life
Take whatever I have for they never last
Use them for your good for you never last
Lie me down in a grass field by the sea
On a sunny day, or whenever is convenient
Give me a hole, a home to share with bunnies and worms
Let me rest with the sounds of the never-ending tide, then I shall
Come to terms with gravity and all other magical forces
Surrender my carbon oxygen nitrogen phosphorus to new lives
Offspring of creatures old and new
I wish I could grow a tree
Above me, giving the occasional traveller a shoulder to lean on for I never had
Beneath me, allowing the vibrant fungi to nurture from me for I never did
Next to me, sheltering the fresh Daisy from the scouring sun for I never did have
Next to you, protecting who you love from the pouring rain for I never have done
The day when my remains finally decompose will be
The day I become everlasting
You really don’t need to visit me or miss me
I’ll be okay
(inspired by the fire alarm that woke me up and made me run out of my hall at midnight. At one point I did contemplate just going back to my inviting bed instead.)