Put sunflowers on my coffin

  When I am gone.

  Big bold bright faces

  Lifted to the sun.

 

  Do not put roses

  Petals curled tight in

  Upon themselves

  Hiding their sweetness.

 

  No chrysanthemums

  Mediocre and melancholic

  Nothing flowers from those

  Who knew me not.

 

  Do not put lilies

  White and sterile,

  Their death stench reaching

  Down the years.

 

  But riot it in colour

  Of every sweetness and hue

  Drape it in garlands

  Of loving memory.

 

  Put sunflowers on my coffin

  When I am gone.

  And let the World know

  That I tried.