Inspired-glass - Inspired-writing

When it’s my turn

When it’s my turn, to shuffle off this mortal coil
To move on to the next stage of this great journey
There’ll be no tears

I want no black ties, no long faces
No sad, mournful hymns, no lillies, no boughs of sad cypress

Don’t shed your tears for me, I’m not gone, I haven’t died
I’m more alive now then ever I was when I walked this earth
I’m coming home

Play happy music, to send me on my way
It’s a scary journey – but I have faith – I will come to no harm
But don’t you dare shed tears for me
I’m fine – my thoughts go out to you

And, in time, when it’s your time
You and I will meet again
We’ll embrace, and share our memories again
And we’ll be together forever

So – don’t shed tears for me
I’ve just gone ahead, I’m just a few steps in front of you
You have the rest of your time – make the most of it
Don’t waste your tears on me