(When I die and my soul is still around)

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Cook my favourite food, I’ll savour its scent in peace,

And if you don’t know what my favourite is , you haven’t spent enough time with me at ease.

Call my loved ones, my family and friends, I’ll look at them and remember the happy times we shared,

If you don’t know them, then you don’t know for whom I most cared.

Place my favourite book by my side, I would take its essence with me on my last ride,

But if you don’t know which one it is, you may have never known my reading list.

Promise to make my dearest dessert, I’ll lick my lips and feel its taste.

If you don’t know what it is, then probably you haven’t seen me drool for it.

Serve my special drink, freshly brewed, to everyone, I’ll bask in its aroma while they have it,

If you don’t know my drink, then you don’t know how lovely I prepared it.

Play my music for everyone to listen, I’ll sway and dance to its rhythm,

If you still don’t know my playlist, you wouldn’t know how foot tapping it was and difficult to resist.

Surround me with my colours, my brushes, my pens and papers, if I could carry them with me, I would write more and colour the heavens red blue purple and yellow.

If you don’t know I loved words and colours, you wouldn’t know that words came from my heart and colours touched my soul.

And lastly, cover me with my favourite flowers, my gerberas, in different colours, I’ll carry their cheerful fragrance less beauty in my heart,

If you don’t know any of my favourites, I don’t care, just give me a colourful farewell,

A farewell with no tears but friends and family celebrating my life, the fun we had , the good times shared, keeping me in their memories alive.