Olivia’s journal

XANGA ARCHIVE / 2008

· 1:56 pm

When I die...

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Do not mourn my passing but celebrate my life.
I want to be remembered, but in the most important way,
within the hearts of those I love, and those who loved me.
Toast the happy memories, only shed tears of joy.

I refuse to be a source of sadness, any part of regret,
for any who held a grudge, please forgive and forget.
If I said anything to offend, I hope you understand,
No point in getting upset, or it will never end.

So when I die...

I wish for everyone to smile, party on, and play games.
Have a potluck at my funeral, make my favourite cocktails.
Play mahjong, texas hold-em, scrabble and monopoly.
Spin a bottle, guess a number or find out who has never.

Make sure the funeral is a pink affair,
right down to the coffin, candles and chairs.
Hold an auction, of my possessions,
raise money to donate to charity.
Adopt a child, build a school, help someone. Anyone.

And when I'm burnt into ashes, with dust to dust,
give me to the ones I love,
I want to travel, to the corners of Earth.

So when I die, please remember.
I don't want to ever see anyone cry.
Smile, laugh, be happy and gay.

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