The day my heartbeats get weary
and, refuse to walk further,
I wish to be laid in peace,
with no garlands and no wreaths,
Adorned in a sparkling white sheet,
dress me up, all perfumed and crisp.
Gather all not for a condolence,
but celebrate over wine and dine.
Do laugh over my follies,
forgive my omissions,
and cherish the good times we shared.
Amidst those smiles and that laughter,
bid me a warm and loving goodbye!
About the Author
Archana Desai
Joined: 28 Jan, 2014 | Location: , India
A poet and author, Archana Desai has been writing since 2010.What started as a casual expression in form of a few lines gradually developed into a full fledged passion for writing. She has written for the Chicken Soup series-Indian Mother's Soul. She...
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