Give Me Wings
Give Me Wings
Don’t weep or cry for me;
When my journey has come to it’s end.
Don’t call out my name in sorrow;
Just sing a song to the wind.
Don’t remember me with only sadness;
As if all I am is buried in the soil.
Don’t forget the most important thing;
That life is beautiful.
Don’t speak of me in past tense;
Allowing my memory to fade.
Who says that I am not still here;
Perhaps it is you that has pulled away.
Don’t take my pictures off the wall;
Or write my name in cement.
Tell my stories to your friends;
Laugh but do not lament.
When you come to visit my grave;
Don’t lay flowers on the ground.
Instead, sprinkle birdseed;
So the winged ones will gather round.
When the nights grow weary;
And you are lonesome without me there.
Close your eyes and dream;
You’ll find feathers everywhere.
What you feed will continue to live;
What you forget will die.
What you grieve over lays forever;
But give me wings and I will fly.
Darlene Doll Smith
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