When I’m Dead And Gone

Give me flowers while I’m alive,
I can’t appreciate them when I’m dead.
Let me enjoy each coloured bloom
and smell its appealing scent.
For when I’m dead I won’t be here
to see or smell anything at all,
so give me flowers while I’m alive
and I can appreciate them then.
For when I’m dead, I’m dead
and all the beauty here will be gone,
so if you want to give me flowers
give them to me while I’m alive
for I’ll never appreciate them
when I’m dead and gone.

11 February 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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