When I leave my body
And it turns moldy,
I will not care.
I will have no earthly concerns;
Bills and jobs and worries
Will all mean nothing to me.
Jealousy and regret will be replaced
In my heart with joy and forgiveness.
As my corporeal being
Rots in the grave,
I will be flying freely
Through the otherworld.
I’ll reunite with family
Who passed before me.
My parents and grandparents;
My first love, lost too early.
My long departed, loyal animal friends
Will be there to greet me.
Barking and meowing; mooing and quacking
Will resonate through the skies.
We will celebrate a fabulous reunion
As my physical form composts,
Enriching the soil.
I’ll come back to visit
Those who are still in the earthly realm:
My son; my best friend; my lover.
I’ll drop a penny in front of each
To let them know
I am still thinking of them.
Hopefully, they will not spend
Too much time missing me
Because it will seem like an instant
Compared to the infinity
We will share when
We have all returned home
And a dainty flower grows upon my grave.
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