on a clear
sunny day, there's
singing
in the church, hugging,
tears too.
a strong sermon
from the pastor,
saying all the right things.
what needs
to be said
about the brevity of life,
inevitable death.
then there's the march
to grave,
the dirt thrown onto
the casket.
final words
are said.
then its time to eat,
a marvelous catered
buffet, time for
the living to be fed.
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