Please do not waste my body in the ground
while others die for what I'd freely give nor feed me to the fire without a sound
Use my spare parts that other hearts may live
Enfold the burned within my healing skin
Rebuild the lame with bone.
Make sinews strong
If I must die, let their new lives begin
Give quality of life for which they long
Take both my eyes.
A son may see the stars and let a mother look upon her child
We have known love.
A summer life was ours when barefoot through the meadows we ran wild
My life was sweet.
How fast the hours went
Do this for me and I shall rest content.
Sue Cansdale from her book of poetry, Hope Sparkles. "To My next of Kin" was written by Sue about her daughter, Zoe, who became a donor following her death in a motorbike accident. scansdale@gmail.com / www.legacyoflife.org.uk
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