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Blogger TexWisGirl said...

ooh! i like this a lot!!! very powerful and well written!

September 28, 2013 at 1:29 PM

Blogger Marty said...

Terrific! What many of us probably suspect we'd be thinking.

September 28, 2013 at 2:12 PM

Blogger Willow said...

Farm girls ~ say it like it is ! lol

September 28, 2013 at 2:25 PM

Blogger LilliStJohn said...

Really well written - just bring it all out in the open and put it right there. Terrific poem - says so much and really makes one think :)

September 28, 2013 at 2:30 PM

Blogger MadSnapper said...

this one rates AMAZING! it is just exactly what I have always thought of funerals, if i could write I would have written this. I LOVE IT!!!!! oh nooooooooo I am understanding poetry

September 28, 2013 at 2:40 PM

Blogger Coloring Outside the Lines said...

Crazy straight! I feel the same way, but my mother told me I can't go that way. LOL!

September 28, 2013 at 3:47 PM

Blogger Grace said...

That's telling it as is ~ It would be great if we can all fly away as ashes instead of being stared out like the main attraction ~

September 28, 2013 at 6:40 PM

Blogger Irene said...

You better give very clear to understand instructions and make no doubt about what your wishes are and threaten to come back and haunt those who ignore them. Second wives included.

September 28, 2013 at 6:56 PM

Blogger DesertHen said...

Well done! I like it...a lot!

September 28, 2013 at 10:31 PM

Blogger Lynne said...

Excellent . . . I better be ashes, blowing in the wind . . .no empty platitudes please . . .

September 28, 2013 at 11:16 PM

Blogger OmaLindasOldeBaggsandStuftShirts said...

This is such a powerful piece. You have a real gift with words and no one could mistake the intent in this piece. Great work.

September 29, 2013 at 10:43 AM

Blogger revelations said...

loved this...it spoke of things I have mulled over a time or two...

September 29, 2013 at 11:23 AM

Blogger Sketching with Dogs said...

That is brilliant and so often true!
Lynne x

September 29, 2013 at 11:25 AM

Blogger Sumana Roy said...


lol......brilliantly done...

September 29, 2013 at 11:39 AM

Blogger Brian Miller said...

i would def much rather like that in the passing....a little party...to celebrate the life we shared...and no one there because they feel they have to be...

September 29, 2013 at 12:06 PM

Blogger Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Wow--just loved this! So well done!

September 29, 2013 at 12:32 PM

Blogger ruth said...

I love this... honesty in a wonderful write - if only there were a way to make the so-called living listen and obey the last wishes of their so-called loved ones after they pass

September 29, 2013 at 1:23 PM

Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Ha! Something different and it is way cool to read it!!!!!! I smiled in recognition..........especially the possible second wives swooping in......

September 29, 2013 at 1:41 PM

Blogger ND Mitchell said...

A great premise for a poem-you capture this voice perfectly and really made me think :)

September 29, 2013 at 1:46 PM

Blogger Sandy Livesay said...

Nothing better than being direct
:-)

September 29, 2013 at 2:20 PM

Blogger Mary said...

I really do understand your sentiments in this poem. Really, anyone who does not spend time with me when I am alive does not need to come to any kind of service for me when I am dead!

September 29, 2013 at 6:07 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love what you did with this, Gail. I agree, I don't want that kind of a funeral either. They say funerals are for the survivors. That may be, but please, respect my wishes. Well put. And thanks for letting me know about it. Victoria

September 29, 2013 at 6:12 PM

Blogger janetld said...

I like the straightforward, powerful nature of your poem here - unique and no beating around the bush!

September 30, 2013 at 10:19 AM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

a topic we don't often think about but should. heh, it's our send off, right! really enjoyed reading this. :<)

September 30, 2013 at 2:17 PM

Blogger Josie Two Shoes said...

Resounding Amen to this one! We have donated our bodies to science, and when they are finished the remains will be cremated and scattered at our chosen beloved places. No maudlin show of mourners for me, those who never had the time or a kind word for me in life. The cost.. zip, zero, nada. A final act of love.

September 30, 2013 at 9:48 PM

Blogger Susan Anderson said...

Not only do I like this poem, but I agree with it!

=)

October 3, 2013 at 12:16 PM

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