In event of my untimely demise I request "Wish You Were Here" by Pink Floyd to be played at my funeral
Your instructions on attire are simple
Something a little lacy
Flowers in my curled hair
I imagine my family will sort my belongings and I ask that my poetry be left with someone who will never stop flipping through these old notebooks
Never forgetting I was devoted to the words that meant the world to me
These rhymes are my most prized possession