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Old Man's Funeral

OLD MAN’S FUNERAL Old man’s funeral Paying last respects. Waiting in line for a look. Gazing at a face that mirrors your own eternity. Polite conversations Awkward pauses Touch to the shoulder of the bereaved. Listening to words that one day someone will say over you. Last vestige of his world is lowered into the ground. You leave, sad and humbled. Your shoulder stoop, feeling heavy as you walk away. Like the tides, you begin to wait for yours.

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Date: 3/6/2018 12:58:00 PM
I accept most funerals make us feel this and start reflecting on our own imposing demise. You captured the mood and behaviours and I will aim to not follow them the next time I attend one.
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