The Funeral

by Kristen Thomason

It was a cold, ugly day when we laid you to rest

So when I had to get dressed

I looked like a mess

Wearing a satin dress while in distress

As I shivered in the cold

I watched it unfold

They had your coffin laid out

Like a centerpiece no doubt

The mud was wet and sticky

So mom and dad got stuck pretty quickly

They missed the funeral, we all were worried

And it felt like it was hurried

I wasn't ready to leave you in the cold

But I had to go, I was told

Though I sat there as long as I could

Then I got up, there I stood

As if I expected the casket to open

And the curse to be broken

But it remained shut and quiet

So I left and became compliant

I wanted to see where you would be buried

So I did not tarry

But then I saw the hole and ran away

I left you there that day

It was a cold, dreary day

When I left you there to stay

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This Is a poem depicting my husband's funeral

The Funeral

by Kristen Thomason

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