Honest Obit
Have you ever wondered
As time goes marching on
When someone who you knew quite well
Goes to the Great Beyond?
Although this person that you knew
Always did their best
They had many little flaws
Of which you could attest.
No one is perfect need not be said
It’s certain that’s for sure.
But strong or weak we all go on
We’re able to endure.
That being said now here’s my point
It’s a gripe that I submit
When I open up the paper
And look up their obit.
As I said nobody’s perfect
That should go unsaid
But you’d think they walked on water
Once you get the obit read.
You’d think they were devoid of flaws
They were angels all aglow
Not one single fault
Pure as the driven snow!
Just once I’d like to read
An obit with this to tell
“this person wasn’t all that great
And may end up in Hell”!
Copyright © Ralph Taylor | Year Posted 2010
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