Kelly Zion

(11/27/1994)

Georgia Obituary


How do you want to die?
How do you want to live?
I want to die by my river
and that's how I want to live.

Where do you want to go?
Where do you want your stone?
By the weeping cherry trees,
where I'll never weep alone.

Oh, where would you like to stay?
Where would you like your grave?
Where would you like to be buried?
In the Georgia obituary.

Oh, where do you want your funeral to be?
Who's gonna write your eulogy?
Just make it a short piece of poetry
and let me sink in my river and then be free.

And tomorrow write my story
in the Georgia obituary

Submitted: Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 15, 2013

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