The Casket

The Casket
I saw a coffin the church
Didn`t see the body
The casket was bare
No flowers
They are wasted on the dead
I have no religion
For me, death holds no sting
It is merely the end of life.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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October 13, 2018 at 6:29 AM
I had forgotten the word casket, but this poem sums it up in a powerful way, Jan. For me death holds no sting either, as I feel it is the beginning of life.
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