... 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.
Changes and challenges! ! ! Able to laugh along the line; No one can stop nature! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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!
I have come back to be sure that I have given the 5 Stars full vote!
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
Dying laughing is a rare feat, hard to accomplish. Congratulations on your poem's selection as the 'Member Poem of the Day'!
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****
I only we could all laugh at everything, Just like Goody. Your memories will always turn to laughter.
Mark was the closest friend of my son-in-law. Very sad event.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well authored poem. Truly marvelous....5 stars*****