A Funeral
- 3rd April 2025
Ms. Jane remembers Joe; the boy in reception class who always wore the same clothes.
Matthew looked down, down, down. His enemy finally in the ground.
A tear in Nick’s eye, containing a world of things he’d left too late to say.
Here lies Larry, “The Liar!” screams Lynn, before being marched off.
Three sisters hugging. Their father’s heart attack came all of a sudden.
Destiny’s coffin was gently lowered, Luck’s eyes locked in to make sure he was buried.
Bob held the I.O.U. in a screwed up fist, and grinned at the bet Larry took him with last week.
Joe stank of Jack and a night of cigarettes. He always thought he’d die before his wife, Janette.
Scanning the graveyard were several police. May the service proceed safely, without an ambush!
Carl bowed his head in deepest respect of someone from The Big Screen that he had never met.
One Capulet and One Montague down, now families brought together in grief.
Here lies Ol’ Big Ears, The King of The Big Top Tent! How ever much we try, we shall never forget.
When Earth burned up, the Sun held a torch. When the Sun flamed out, they kept the night watch.
Father William had conducted this service numerous times but never for a three-year-old.
Melissa was there, hidden in the old oaks. Couldn’t show her face as the family didn’t know.
In front of the vicar she said goodbye to herself, “I’ve got to let go of that woman I was.”
They made sure ________ did not have a funeral. The State continued to monitor the citizens.
With a wicker cross pressed into a small muddy mound, Prince would always be in their garden.
- c. h., 3rd April 2025
