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While Living

While Living

By Bernadette A. Moyer


Please do not bring flowers

Upon my death

Bring them now

While living


Please do not tell me

When I am gone

Tell me now

What is good, what is wrong


Please do not wait

Show your love

Show me now

That I will comprehend


Please do not depend

On tomorrow, this way

We shall have today

No rain of sorrow


Please live

While living

Give during time of devotion

Please I ask


As to no regret

I knew your love

While living

Not sad nor blue


I take with me

So much of you

I take to you

While living