A Song Made by May Boatwright Taken from the book I've read.

Honey Song

Place a beehive on my grave,
And let the honey soak through.
When I'm dead and gone,
That's what I want from you,
The streets of heaven are gold and sunny,
But I'll stick with my plot and a pot of honey,
Place a beehive on my grave,


And let the honey soak through. ......

               
                                               -May Boatwright-