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Rated: · Prose · Death · #1385781
Instructions to be left behind
Bury me in the sky


This is how I say goodbye
Bury my bones within the sky
Do not weep or ask God why
Just bury these feelings in the sky
If my light still shines up there so high
Can I be gone? Or will I just fly?
I’d bet eternity I could pass by
If you’ll just bury me in the sky

Truth is found and friends are lost
For how much, we don’t yet know the cost
Darkness could be the only reply
When you bury me in the sky
Your tears will fall like rain on me
But at that moment I will finally see
All that the world has meant to me
When you bury me in the sky

This is my last and righteous will
And when my ashes are left to till
I will be singing up there still
Bury my soul in the sky
A palette of grey will I assume
When the fire does consume
This fragile frame, I’m leaving it soon
When I bury it in the sky

When the sun shines down on you
Just know that I’m there, smiling too
Maybe you can see me wave goodbye
When I’m buried in the sky
Please, No long weeping, no sorrow filled hall.
remember me with dancing and reveling in the halls.
Party hearty my beloved friends and kin.
For where my simple life ends, another surely begins
no need to fret or so sigh for me


The clouds as a pillow, the thermals a bed
The birds for a lullaby, floating around my head
And the stars whisper to me on high
“We’re glad you are buried with us, in the sky”

The pain of life is of no concern
For the wants of life I no longer yearn
But with angels I now fly
After you bury me in sky.
Will you miss me when I am gone?
When we’ve sung our last sweet song.
Had our last kiss and that last tender sigh,
Will you mourn when you bury me in the sky?

I don’t believe the Reaper is Grim.
His job is normal, only to him.
I will not begrudge him when he says its time,
For my soul to rise and fly.
It’s another page of the book called life
The one that’s filled with joy and strife.
I will be fearful, I cannot lie,
As I’m buried up in the sky.

Friends lost will be found,
When my feet leave the ground.
Those who I’ve loved will draw me nigh,
When I am buried in the sky.
So do not fret and do not cry,
Because this will be my reply.
When my time comes I’ll only smile,
And say “please won’t you bury me in the sky?”
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