If I Died Young

If I were to die young, I would want to be buried in silk and among all the things I had cherished during my life. I would want no one to cry, but to laugh and say I had had some life and then everyone would go home happy and never think of me again, but see me in their dreams and live with me there as if I were still living in actuality. I would be a warm comforter to those who needed me and a reminder that life is shorter than long itself. They would bury me under a rose bush in a park and see me in every bloom that came. Many people would go by and look upon the bush and admire its beauty. For once everyone would be able to love me and  be eager to pick me off and take a part of me with them, but I wouldn't mind cause I had made it my choice to be there. I would impact so many more lives dead, than many would ever alive. I would be able to be still in peace knowing that someone saw my works everyday lol. Just the melody of a song would made this vision perfect.