Funeral

I doubt if I’ll go to my own,

I’d rather stay at home.

Someone good has died,

I won’t say I cried.

I was sad, some fun has gone.

Memory lingers on.

She lived quite old and swam and did a lot.

Every moment filled, never forgot.

Not by those left behind.

I am not a relative, what matter, I still mind.

She came and saw and went, saw many places.

Maisie brought joy and smiling faces.

Tich Ennis

12th July, 2016

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