Funeral Car Poems | Examples

Too Late

We slowly drove he knew no haste
Not a grain of urgency did he have
My watch told me that we were late
Of all the days to pick time to waste.

A friends buriel we were due to attend
And now I was beginning to feel panic
He reminded me, so much like a sloth
Seemed this journey would never end.

At every junction he'd stop and wait
People behind would toot their horns
Whats their problem he would say
I had never before seen folks so irate.

He carried on his slow driving without any care
Then he slowed down, I thought dont you dare
At long last we reached the church of St Clare
And it was no surprise there was nobody there.

Written 17th February 2020.

First line used - We slowly drove he knew no haste -Emily Dickinson.