No
jewels, no wealth, no property to bequeath
Yet I want to register my will before I leave...
Please don't set a lush green tree on fire
Just to ignite my funeral pyre.
Yes.. do burn my mistakes and faults,
My follies and weaknesses... all.
Give my eyes to him whose never seen
The shimmering sun rays or the mesmerizing moon
beam.
Give my heart to him who can be revived
To lead a healthy, fruitful, wholesome life.
Give both my kidneys away too
They'll help save, not one, but lives two.
Give all the blood in my arteries and veins
To infuse fresh life and lessen someone's pain.
Give my bones so they may be crushed
To make medicines and life saving drugs.
Let the doctor's use every body cell I possess
To experiment, research and reduce duress.
My laughter and smiles I want to leave
For every loving soul which breathes.
My dreams I want to share
With one and all everywhere.
To my family and friends
I bequeath memories of moments well spent.
So, with just my soul, I depart
To go to the next world and make a fresh start.
~Granny 'O'~
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