An Inconceivable Wish

by Carolann Saleh
(manchester england)

My name is Mary Boyle
and I'm told I have to go,
another realm is calling me
a place I dont yet know,
so its with pen and paper in my hand
I'll tell you what I wish,
it started as a tiny seed
but now has grown to this.

You take my ashes home with you
and grow me with a tree,
a little place in your back yard
where I can simply be,

Is it inconceivable for me to be a tree - my options are quite limited
a box or jar you see -I have no fear of how I'll go
or even what I'll find
but my breaking heart cannot conceive
what I will leave behind.

Let the children play on me
as they did upon my lap,
and please feel free to lay your head
or take a little nap,
whilst every night I'll stretch up high
and watch you as you sleep,
I wont be far my little star
so there's no need to weep.

finally I'll say good night
and also I love you,
you give me hope
I hold no fear in all I shall go through,
you took my wish and gave me life within a tiny tree,
back in the home I've always known
with you my family.

In memory of my son Stefan and mother Mary.

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Apr 05, 2011
A beautiful poem
by: Anonymous

This is truly one of the loveliest poems I have ever read for a cremation. I am only 42 years of age and I have asked my family to keep it for my funeral. It says everything perfectly!

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