When I die, press flowers on me.
Wrap my obit around something fresh picked and let me see the look of love again. Fry fish and drain the grease on me so I can be close to family. Turn me into confetti and blast me through a cannon at a festival so I can be a part of the music again. Wrap your ornaments up so I can protect something precious. Compost the rest and plant trees so I can watch my loved ones long after I'm gone.