Funeral Poem

If you've come to my funeral I'm probably dead. If you've come to it early then it's you here instead. All the times that we shared such as joy and a laugh. Was it just that you knew me or a moment of gaffe. How I loved you in friendship with your wit and remarks. When you spoke and were sure of your mind and your larks. You were honorably acting in touch with yourself. Your integrity towering in spite of itself. What a day to be with you as alive or as dead. in a time come together saying all has been said.