My Last Wishes Poem by Robert Roberts

lay me to rest not in a meadow
but on the block in which i once
found comfort in,
in front an audience of not only
my family but my peers
who surrounded me daily,
sing me of but hold all hymes
but with the same music
that entertained me,
let those who cried for me whiles
i was here be those who cry
for me as am gone,
those who drank with me
you must now drink for me....
let my death be just another
day in my life with my friends
not a congregation of those
who never understood me,
let my brothers tell stories
of the crazy things i did,
and let all friend remember
the bad times with just as much as the good times,