My Last And Final Wish (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Tracey O' (Reader)

Reviewed on July 9, 2005

Tinka, A request so beautiful one with the sea. Free. yeah.
but I must tell you that you are so unforgettable there may not be any flowers urn or ashes left but the love of you, your friendship, your poetry from your heart fun sad and all the rest and just Beautiful You will always be a part of me and Never be forgotten. xoox
Luv, Tracey

Reviewed by Susan Barton (Reader)

Reviewed on July 6, 2005

the sea? I agree!

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on July 5, 2005

(((((Tinka)))))

(((((HUGS))))) and prayers

*tears* I pray that's not for a long, long time

Love, Karla. :(

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on July 5, 2005

everyone wishes their death would be peaceful or free of suffering or pain; i know that is what i would want. still, a great write; hope you are okay, sweetie!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :(

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on July 5, 2005

Simply stated Tinka, but who is truly forgotten? Lovely!

Peace and love, Carole

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on July 5, 2005

Tinka,
Aloha! can mean both welcome and farewell. I will never bid farewell.

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

poignant read

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

Ah, Tinka, Tinka, Tinka, you will never be forgotten. My God, woman, you have your words ALL OF THE FRIGGIN' WORLD! Forget Tinka? Hell no, that ain't gonna happen.

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

Tinka This' Good Done Write-- But,Heed_

You No Matter How You All Go Blazen To Hell
You (All)There's No To Tell Tale Of Heaven
You Simply You're Gonna Meet The Man
You Can't Help But Do Look In His Face
You Stark Raven Naked($Stripped$)He's Not Commonplace
You Just Look Turn To Your Right Outa Fright
True,Me,TRASK I'll Be Sitten There To-Next To (God)... c 2005 TRASK

TRASK

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

My last detail would be to exit the way I entered
Innocent and eager to learn !
A cautionary reminder to us all Tinka !
Peter

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

Forget cremation, just package me up in an old bag and throw me to the fishies, there is where I was born and there will be where I will end my physical state on this planet...Ed

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

Tinka I have already made my will and this is exactly what I have requested. Cremation and ashes put in the ocean.Guess we really are sisters, in more ways than one;-)I also have several copies put in hospital files and elsewhere.I want no mistakes, and have the promise of my son and other family and friends that my wishes will be honored...Excellent poem, and we should never fear to talk about it, not when we know we are just being born into a new genesis...

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Tracey Hardie

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

Tina.... ditto... I lost my mother in April of this year... my sisters visit her grave... to me .. she is not there... but everywhere. : )

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on July 4, 2005

this is a powerful piece and I hope your family honour your request, my brother, like myself lived on and for the sea and when he died suddenly I had the honour of scattering his ashes in the North Atlantic as friends and family threw roses on the water in tribute of his life. Like him though Tinka not only your memory but the many fine works that you have created will live on forever. Well done dear friend.

Felix

And then I want to be cremated