Stand by my coffin but don’t shed a tear
For I live in the hearts of the ones who are dear.
I’ll continue to live in the words that I wrote
And those that still over the internet float.
I’m alive in the wind that blows over the plain -
In the sun, the snow and the soft gentle rain.
I’m there when the leaves in autumn turn gold;
There also in winter when the weather turns cold.
Yes, think of me too, but please do not weep.
Remember the poppies of eternal sleep;
The bluebells that bring back new life after old
And the *winter white princes alone in the cold.
So stand by my coffin but don’t shed a tear
For I’ve gone to a world where there’s nothing to fear;
And I’ve travelled the path so well-trodden by others;
I’m starting a life with new sisters and brothers.
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* Winter White Princes refers to my poem about snowdrops in which I give them this name.