A funeral isn’t real fun
But taxes and death we can’t shun
I’ll spend my time on earth
To spread a little mirth
And prevent folk getting too glum
I arrived home and guess what I saw
An envelope popped through my door
From a sweet soup friend of mine
Their book is truly divine
This poet’s work I just adore!
On Friday my hubby helped at a funeral where the church was too small to hold in excess of 400 mourners He put a pa system in the graveyard so everyone could hear the service. Meanwhile I was attending another funeral of one of his ex work colleagues and hubby was to join me later once the funeral was over. When I got home there was a surprise package on the door mat – a gift of a lovely little poetry book containing gorgeous photographs and words. As you can imagine it lifted my spirits no end!
03/08/20