Where the wildflowers grow

When i die, Lay me by Where the wildflowers grow Then as I lay, You can pray For my presence to ‘round you flow And as winter calls, And the ice falls And makes my grassy mound rise with snow Let spring bloom, Flowers on my tomb Grow in the sun’s heat and the wind’s gentle blow As summer rises, Bringing heat to new sizes And away my spirit to where few do know Finally when fall sighs Watch as the leaf flies As a reminder of the deadly reaping of what I did sow