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A Good Deed Gone Bad


Of many jobs my hubby had
    along with one full-time,
was pallbearer for funerals
    whenever it worked fine.

One day there was a huge request
   from owner of the place.
A man who died was cremated;
   no next of kin to trace.

However, 'twas his dying wish
   to scatter ashes wide
in local river close to home
   and begged that they abide.

And so my hubby volunteered
   to honor his last wish.
And to our home, he brought the urn
   with Mr. James Crawfish.

Now it was winter when he passed,
   the river froze with ice.
So in our den lay James Crawfish
   'till weather became nice.

Then one spring day a friend we knew
   took hubby with the urn
on his speed boat to ashes cast
   with serious concern.

And as he did, a tail wind whipped
   and ashes covered all!
His wife would never ride with him
   again after that squall.


Sandra M. Haight

~9th Place~
Contest: Pink Domino 
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Judged: 07/29/2016

True story except the name of deceased was changed.

Rules: Humor.  Up to 7 stanzas (28 lines) with rhyme on  line 2 and line 4 of each stanza plus use 8 syllables, 6 syllables, 8 syllables, 6 syllables.

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