22nd February

when I’m dead

I do not want a funeral

I want to be buried in a wicker basket

where I can provide nourishment

and come back as a tree

without ceremony


don’t tell me how wonderful I am

when I’m dead

I won’t be able to hear you

even if you speak up loud

tell me you love me



don’t send flowers to a dead person

give them to me now

I particularly like roses

in a pot, not cut

a gift that keeps on giving


when I’m dead

it’s far too late

to let me know how important I am

to you



Copyright February 2020