Scatter my ashes Where Emily walked Where Emily laughed Where Emily talked, By the waterfall and up on the heights Where wild birds call On warm summer nights. No light in the hallway No key in the door Moonlight falls softly On a cold stone floor. Voices pour forth From Emily's time Erratic in volume Yet always in rhyme. Speaking of sickness Sadness, despair Of tears and of laughter Compassion and care. Scatter my ashes Where Emily walked Where Emily laughed Where Emily talked..