If You Will
If you don't mind, and if you will
Will you bury me on top of the hill
Place my body there when I die
So I can be close to GOD, and the sky,
So let that be my final rest
As that journey will be my final quest
Up on the hill where I hope to lie
Close to GOD, and also the sky,
And if you come to visit me there
Don't bring me flowers, but bring a prayer
Think of me when you climb that hill
If you don't mind, and only if you will.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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