Don't want any funeral,
viewings or floral wreaths,
no eulogies or readings
or statements of belief.

No need for weeping
from any who ever knew me;
nor attendance required
from those who only screwed me.

THIS mortal life is what I lay down
to rest here in this sod;
but all that makes me who I am
has returned back home to God.

Carolyn Brunelle

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-eulogies-for-life/