conversation between a father and son

conversation between a father and son

i don't want to go alone
abba alone we are born, alone we depart

bury me at the foot of my father's grave
his grave is another country abba
it does not matter where you are buried
in heaven you will meet your father 
whom you miss so much
and your mother, my mother 
they will all be pleased to see you

will you bury me with my glasses, pen and diary
you will not need them there abba
you will be a free man
there will be no need of glasses 
or medicine or walker

i will meet my father there? 
yes abba and all your relatives and friends

(he was visibly relaxed)