Stanley James Jordan

Funeral

When I go from this place

Dress the porch with garlands

As you would for a wedding my dear

Pull the people from their homes

And dance in the streets

When death arrives

Like a bride at the aisle

Send me off in my brightest clothing

Serve ice cream with rose petals to our guests

There's no reason to cry my dear

I have waited my whole life

For such beauty to take

My breath away

When I go let it be a celebration

For I have been here

I have lived

I have won at this game called life.

- Rupi Kaur