This poem was inspired by the childhood prayer, which I always found rather morbid.
If I die before I wake, remember happy me,
a song for each occasion, busy bee.
Forget the eyebrows in the air, tut-tut.
Don’t think of the thankless, if only, but…
Remember the time I fell off my chair,
lay on the grass giggling, feet in the air.
Forget harsh words, regrets and sorry tears.
Remember dreams followed, conquering fears.
When my soul is taken away to rest,
remember me as my wonderful best.
Don’t think about things I shouldn’t have said.
Remember the cuddles, snuggled in bed.
Forget the many failings I acquired.
Remember wild dancing round the fire.
Know that I wished to be open and true.
And never forget, I died loving you.
Awwwwww….. That’s beautiful!!!💕💕
I agree, morbid poem. I like yours much better!
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Thank you, although my father says this is morbid too!
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People are so afraid to talk about death and dying. It’s the natural end of life. I think your poem has the right attitude. Remember the good things, and the love.
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Absolutely agree!
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This is full of joy, fun and a hint of a life well lived! My copy of The Simple Things arrived today – your story is beautiful – vivid, moving and intriguing.
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Thank you for your kind comments and support. 🙂
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This is just a brilliant brilliant poem. I am totally digging this.
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Thank you so much – I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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I see both the morbid nature and the love. Well done!
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Thank you 🙂
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Your poem brought (delighted) tears to my eyes. I used to recite this prayer before I went to bed every night as a child. Then I forgot about it as a young adult. Then, I “re-found” the prayer years ago and was amazed at how rather morbid it was. Like you, I changed some of the words, with the same intent of asking for my soul to continue to be with the Spirit of light and love when I die. (Nothing morbid about that – we’re ALL going to die!). I think the way you’ve created this poem is incredibly beautiful, and it would be perfect to be read at my ending (of this here and now).
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Thank you so much – I’m really pleased that this poem means something to you and that we are obviously on the same wavelength! 🙂
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Its such a beautiful poem…the one you’ve written. Its sad ‘morbid ‘ in your words 😊 but a plea to remember the good. I absolutely loved it.
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Thank you, I’m glad you loved it. I think we probably all hope to be remembered for the good things once we’ve gone. 🙂
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Yes and it’s very easy to remember the bad😊
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