November 27, 2022
slipped into the coffin with me.
He didn’t move---didn’t even say a word---
Didn’t even rustle the shirred taffeta
We listened to my accolades—my grand
Accomplishments known far and wide!
(Once when it got too preposterous,
He poked me in the side.)
Really honest friends recalled
(of course in “sotto voce”) some
details that were far from grand.
(Made me damn nervous—till He reached over
And squeezed my hand
These things don’t last too long.
We were both impatient for the final prayer
To end the whole charade.
So, a final sprinkling and a
Fastened lid set off the slow parade
To some blowing noses.
Listened till the last grin, and we
Right on into the DAY!
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