FuneralA Poem by Kate
Above the church
Black clouds Inside The white walls Jesus Christ The coffin brought On the shoulders of the bold Tears dropped Through a eulogy delivered by the boy Blessings, prayers Silent breaks We bowed our heads In respect *** She was young Mother, wife Fifty three Too soon to die But she is alive At the cross In the God's light © 2024 KateReviews
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