To You, My Dear
If death takes me nowas I am here cuddledbeneath a white sheet,you may have myrecord player,my mink Pinky,and my card collection.My dignity belongs to me.My discretion I will bringwith me to the grave,and to be set in stone.My own failureis my victory.My strength is my hope,dead in bodybut alive in spirit.My joy is mine,to share …