Makes you think… 
I have had the bit of paper with this poem written on it for ages and I have seen other variations of it on the internet but never this one.  I can’t remember where I got the slip of paper from and nothing is revealed about its author but I thought it worth sending to you.

Send me no flowers when I am dead, 
Visit me while I’m, alive instead
Once inside my coffin, I will not see 
So flowers will be no good to me
It’s easy to order a nice bouquet 
But I sit here lonely every day
Disabled, not able to walk in the street
So the only company I’m able to meet
Are those who spare the time to call?
Just for a laugh and a chat that’s all
A laugh and a chat I’ll appreciate  
Those flowers at my funeral will be too late.