"My ashes were spread over grass i had once walked on, beneath trees that once give me shade, on top of roses i once admired,and beside fences i once gossiped over. And after my friends finished saying goodbye, a wind came along and took what was left of me into the air. As i looked down of the world, i began to let go of it. i let go of white picket fences, and the cars in the driveways, coffee cups and vacuum caners. I let go of all those things which seems so ordinary, but when you put them up together, they make up a life, a life that really was ONE OF A KIND. i'll tell you something, it's not hard to die when you know you've lived and i did. OH, HOW I LIVED. " Goodbye Edie, i'll miss u...
