My Last Will

My will is easy to decide

For there is nothing to divide

My kin don’t need to fuss and moan

Moss does not cling to rolling stone

My body? – Oh! – if I could choose

I would to ashes it reduce

And let the merry breezes blow

My dust to where some flowers grow

Perhaps some fading flower then

Would come to live and bloom again

This is my last and Final Will

Good luck to all of you

Joe Hill