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Oct 2019
When I go
Please follow my wishes
And spread my ashes
Over the dishes
Into the cups
And up the stairs
Over the carpets
Then around the chairs
Under the beds
On the sills
Even the drawers
Where I kept my bills
Seek out the places
Anywhere you can find
That traces of me
Have been left behind
Cause this is the place
Where I felt best
I smiled my face
And lived at rest
The kids called me dad
The cats licked my feet
Even when I was sad
Life was sweet
My partner gave me love
The house gave me space
Nowhere deserves me
More than this place
From the roof to the grass
To the fence to the gnome
This is where I want to be
In this place I called home
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
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