Wildflower Bouquet

If I die in the winter send roses
 In the spring, magnolias
 If I'm called in the summer or in the fall
 Best of all – bring me a wildflower bouquet
 In the dirt and clay don't lay me down
 And stare at a cold lonely hole in the ground
 When I go to my Maker in smoke and ash
 It won't be your grief I crave
 Your tears will not be necessary
 Build a blazing fire, drink something merry
 When the sparks fly off into the wind
 That will be me blowing away
 Bury my ashes with the dogs I've loved
 My faithful companions from God above
 And 'neath a sycamore we'll grow strong
 And the roots will bear us away
 If my one true Love should join me there
 Mother nature soon will be aware
 That sycamore will thrum and sing
 And we'll have left it that way.
 So I don't want you to feel sorry
 God knows how I despise your pity
 And I'll no longer bear the weight of worry
 Those angry robes all fall away
 I'll be singing loud and laughing long
 A blaze of glory and an untold song
 So there's no need for tears my friend
 Just bring a wildflower bouquet
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 If I die in the winter send roses
 In the springtime, magnolias
 If I'm called in the summer or in the fall
 Best of all – bring me a wildflower bouquet
 Best of all – bring me a wildflower bouquet