Throw Me Around My Garden Please

I do not want a mausoleum I do not want a tomb I do not want a coffin Or a viewing room I want to be incinerated and thrown around my garden like pixie dust and it someone else lives here I do not care sneak in at night throw me among my marigolds, lilacs, and lavender I do not want a tombstone I do not want a cross I want to be among my faeries, my brownies, and my elves. They would be so sad if anything else were to happen and so would I.