A poem that came to me one day while thinking about my grandmother and how she viewed certain things and what her wishes were.

To all of you who did for me while I was living,

it showed you cared.

I am ready to go.

The Lord has been good to me.

He has let me know,

He also cared.

I have been blessed,

and hope you will be blessed too.

Also, I pray you will be ready

when your time comes to go.

So, live a good life

and live it to others show.

I want no Prayers, Flowers, People,

or Singing when I am gone.

You brought all these while I was living.

Then I will be put by the ones who

loved me first and most of all.

So, go on with your lives

and do for the living.

Do the best you can for someone else.

Then you will find

someone needs you after all.

Let your light shine from your open door

and live as I have,

for the good and the bad.

To all give a helping hand

to the old, lonely, happy,

and sad.

Also a kind word.

It may be passed on and

do someone else some good.

Then you will be blessed as I have.

I have loved all and

ready to go

when I get the Call.

I will not know when it could be,

Winter, Summer, Spring, or Fall.

I still will have my door open to Him.

As He will be the One

to make the final Call.

Then my door will be closed

forever to each of you and all. 

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