Funeral of a Stranger
he lived within the village I know
and yet I never knew him though
we didn't actually live far apart
his passing leaves me not unhurt
for in the knowing of his existence
and his reputation for excellence
I now feel the void of his passing
today our humanity's under staffing
the expressions of so many now
laughing past their grief some how
to their history when he was here
their times spent together do endear
each to the other - from past to now
I'm touched by this stranger anyhow
© Goode Guy 2012-05-18
Copyright © Goode Guy | Year Posted 2012
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