Roses

Something I wrote at a funeral regarding the age old " I wish I got to know them better".

Throwing roses 

Skipping stones 

To someone I wish I had better known 

Watching your ashes

Being scattered in the lake 

Getting to know you came too late 

I am sorry that our family was more scattered 

Than your remains of ashes 

I wish there was something I could do 

So through old photographs I try to know you 

You only lived ten miles away 

Though I never visited you 

Not even one day 

If only you could see 

My social anxiety 

I'm so sorry