In The Morning

When they come for me
in the morning
I will be dressed
in white lace and tulle
with flowers in my hair
My feet will be 
shod in silk
I’ll be enveloped in
the scent of roses
you loved on me
I’ll wear your ring
on my finger
My hands will hold
a pretty bouquet
of carnations
you always
used to bring me
There’ll be a smile
on my face
as I lie peacefully
in my coffin
waiting for them
to come for me
in the morning