Give Me My Flowers
Give me my flowers....Please don't wait til I'm dead and gone, to give me my recognition, I need it fresh off the stove, I don't want the long speeches nor the sad slow songs, give me a party as we celebrate me going home, I don't want the empty hugs between "friends" in my remembrance, I don't want that same line that is used over and over again, that "if you need anything please let me know", how about telling me you love me before it's my time to go, I'm so tired of hearing the "I wish I had one more chance to talk", when we take for granted every other minute on the clock, we rather spend our time alone because we're so caught up in ourselves, instead of picking up the phone to just holla at someone else, and when that someone else has reached their life's conclusion, we're with tears in our eyes hoping that God gets us through this, Give me my flowers....Maybe I'm out of line, but this topic right here...