I want people to leave with flowers instead of bringing them.
I want tears of joy for my life.
I want stories to be as plentiful as tissue.
I want a Dixie Land Band to play the happiest funeral dirges.
A pillow made of marshmallow and
A silken blanket made of spun sugar.
But mostly I want a coffin made of solid dark chocolate.
Life it is truly too short not to have all the perks one wants in death.
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:: Poke:: You are totally not alone, Pam. I lost your blog addy and I'm glad you commented in mine! I'm sorry to hear that things are a bit rough. If you need to talk, let me know. I'll ring you, or have you ring me.
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