Unknown
Attending funerals plays with your mind
The authentic in your face hardman
Fills the church, amazing speeches
We all cry
The truest, loveliest family man
Smallish gathering
Speech by celebrant unmoving
(I hadn't actually stopped crying from the first one)
What will be said about me, it's unknown
There's snippets, I should scrap book them for days like these
I have family, old friends, new friends, colleagues, ex colleagues.
If I start now I be substantially more popular by then (but I'm too lazy)
I even like the stories that are told about me
Trouble is, whilst alive I write my own eulogy and epitaph
It exists in my mind
I'm unknown
Just a spattering of labels and factual expressions
I just don't bring myself to life
2nd Place
Writing Challenge - 'U' Words - Poetry Contest
17th April 2023
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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