A Winters Funeral
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The church of Saint Ann is by the river
Fifty sad mourners standing at its gate
A cold December chill made them shiver
Ice on the roads caused the hearse to be late.
Twenty minutes late, then it did arrive
Six pallbearers shouldered the coffin in
The mourners couldn’t wait to get inside
Leading the mourners were the next of kin.
A lovely service and the choir sang
Readings were read by friends and family
The service now over the church bell rang
All made their way to the cemetery.
The coffin was lowered, more prayers were said
Then on to the wake for hot soup and bread.
Written on 13th July 2018
Copyright © Tom Cunningham | Year Posted 2018