When I Go

When I go,
There will be no sadness
No frowns or tears,
Not a one
Person dressed all in black,
For that has been my attire
My entire life.
I want my loves not to mourn me,
But to dote on the man
Who was full of life,
That had everything and
Will have everything again.
In my will of writes
A sort of last request,
To throw the grandest of parties,
The guest of honor, i'll be in spirits.