If I Die TomorrowA Poem by GallyThis is the first thing I've ever written on my own (not for a class), but I was at my great grandmother's funeral when I just felt like taking the first step. I don't really know what else to say...Yellow and orange. I hope they are reminded of the
sun, Which can burn for forever. Forever until it burns out. If I die tomorrow, I hope no one
cries For me. I hope they remember my faults, My sins, and my failures. I hope they do not lift me up
where I don't belong. I did not achieve anything in this
life. I watch TV, play games, and avoid
my work. I did no great deeds, no Joan d'Arc. One of my greatest shortcomings: I
don't follow through. I hope there will be no life in
the afterlife. But if I die in seventy years,
will everyone wear black? My thoughts may change, my actions
improved Maybe I'll have done a thing or
two. In seventy years, many people I
know will already be gone, I want to go out with a bang Send me away to my waiting friends, Smiling back at me as they grab my
hand Embracing me with love I will hope there is life in the
afterlife. © 2016 GallyAuthor's Note
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