With a sadness in my heart,
And a sorrow in my mind,
When I heard his life had come to an end.
So, I gathered up all my thoughts,
As I remembered all the memories,
As I go, to the funeral of a friend.
I have known him for many years
And I remember all the good times,
And the times when his life he tried to mend.
Then he found a love to last forever,
But, it didn't last that long at all,
I reflect that, as I go to the funeral of a friend.
I have no unresolved issues,
And no ill-fated thoughts at all,
Arguments or the past I need not amend.
All I need and want is to say goodbye,
I want to give my thanks one last time,
As I go to the funeral, of a friend.
I put on my clean shirt,
Then I pull on my pressed pants,
This sad gathering today, I must attend.
I want to look my very best,
As when I say my final farewell,
As I go to the funeral, of a friend.
I enter into the pallor,
I see tears and I also hear laughs,
So Into the book, my name I have penned.
Life to some it is so very short,
But, to some, memories will last forever,
As are mine, as I go to the funeral of a friend.
I see his family and his work buddies,
I see acquaintances and his neighbors,
And there I see cards and flowers many did send.
Many think that they are lost and forgotten,
But, he is proof that no man dies alone,
As I attended the funeral of a friend.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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