NOT ONE FOR CEREMONY

A Poem by Phil Roberts

When I die
You can paint my body purple
And stick an apple in it's mouth
If you want to
I really won't care

Lay me out in a cardboard box
It's going to be burned anyway
So that makes sense to me
And as I say
I really won't care

The only thing I give a damn about
Is that you take my ashes somewhere high
And scatter them in the wind
Let them fly

Free
That's all I really care about

By Phil Roberts

© 2016 Phil Roberts

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Added on June 11, 2016
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Phil Roberts

macclesfield, north-west, United Kingdom

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I'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..