Still Laughing Poem by Francie Lynch

Still Laughing

Rating: 4.5

... still Laughing
I was told Goody's gonna die Sunday.
It's Nascar Weedkend,
Now Thanksgiving will never be the same.

We weren't sure of him last week;
So we hoped, and prayed;
Me too.
It wouldn't have happened at all
If Mark didn't laugh so much,
didn't eat so much,
didn't talk so much,
drink so much,
chew so little,
swallow so much,
laugh so much,
choke so much.
Then leave so fast.

That's Goody.
Still laughing.

Saturday, October 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: accident,death,death of a friend,dying,laughing,talking,thanksgiving
Bernard F. Asuncion 11 October 2020

A well authored poem. Truly marvelous....5 stars*****

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Edward Kofi Louis 15 October 2020

Changes and challenges! ! ! Able to laugh along the line; No one can stop nature! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Deluke Muwanigwa 15 October 2020

Lol. Yah a person will die when they die.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 15 October 2020

Fascinating poem and truthfully rendered. Serious theme about death but worded with tad humor. Excellent! CONGRATULATIONS being chosen as the Member Poem Of The Day. Hooray! ! I really enjoyed reading time and again this fantastic poem.5***** God's Blessings!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 15 October 2020

I have come back to be sure that I have given the 5 Stars full vote!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 15 October 2021

Last year exact on the same date: Marvelous Member Poem Of The Day. Congratulations, dear Francie.5 Stars fullest. Very tragic accident, very touching Tribute. I have enjoyed enormously your fantastic poem.Thank you for sharing

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Khairul Ahsan 16 October 2020

Dying laughing is a rare feat, hard to accomplish. Congratulations on your poem's selection as the 'Member Poem of the Day'!

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Mahtab Bangalee 15 October 2020

so much so much and so much the life in the dome of happiness, laugh, enjoyment and at last leave so fast; it's for Goody; wonderful poem penned; I enjoyed; life is beautiful at the stage of rising sun; the seconds, minutes and hours run fast and bring the stage of setting sun; oh! life there is bleak; groaned........congrats for being selected this poem as POD... from me 5****

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Lyn Paul 15 October 2020

I only we could all laugh at everything, Just like Goody. Your memories will always turn to laughter.

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Francie Lynch 15 October 2020

Mark was the closest friend of my son-in-law. Very sad event.

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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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