The Funeral Home Poem by rich soos
The Funeral Home
the old cat is silent sleeping
the old man is slowly creeping
a painting on the wall a mountain
beyond a young man near a fountain
three pots of flowers standing proud
music playing not too loud
people sitting speaking quiet
and eating snacks despite their diet
a person enters and two more leave
this seems a peaceful place to grieve
from In Bed And In The Bathtub (1970)
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5/18/2024 2:05:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Community and communion...this poem has a calming effect. Very well done.
Thank you sir. That was written when I was 12 years old. I didn't have a camera, so I took word snapshots in my journal.