Bring me flowers
Though I cannot see
The lonesome petals
Beam in sorrows
As my last smile

Bring me songs
Though I cannot hear
The unruly sounds
Roar in pains
As my broken dreams

Bring me rain
Though I cannot feel
The dripping tears
Mourn in whispers
As my last goodbye

Bring me books and wines
Lit the fire
Watch the dancing smoke
As my final show

Bring me letters
Bring me pens
Though I cannot write
Let the gentle breeze
Bring my love to you