When I Die, Don’t Bring Me Flowers

When I die, don’t bring me flowers.
Don’t whisper that I will be missed,
Don’t kneel, don’t pray for hours
Don’t shed a tear – a useless mist. 

Bring me the flowers now - as I am dreaming
Come say hello and visit with me
Let’s pray together while my heart is still beating
Smile and laugh with me - life isn’t guaranteed. 

When I die, don’t even bother.
Because I need you now, when I’m alive
Don’t waste your time on an eulogy; I’d rather
Enjoy your lovely words before goodbye.

21 comments

  1. Very nice poetry. I couldn’t agree more. All the things that are done after a person of faith goes is for those living.
    It helps people to talk about the person that is gone. Gives people a physical place to come and cry or grieve and to talk to the one that is gone. It is also a beautiful way to celebrate the life someone has had. My ashes will be placed into the ocean in the waters along the Oregon Coast. As for me I will be having a feast in heaven.
    Lovely piece. Love ❤️ Joni

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  2. That’s the reality of life. People get you flowers when you need them the least and are not with you when you need them the most.
    Beautiful expression.
    Stay blessed always
    🙏🌹🙏

    Like

  3. 💜 The ONLY!!! Person who doesn’t mind They ARE “Dead” is The “Dead” Person; so, EveryOne, THINK!!! About It

    …💛💚💙…

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