The Date is Set.

Next Tuesday
New Year’s Eve
His Birthday
Final goodbyes.

Family rung
Friends contacted
Notice in the paper
Interstate arrivals.

Final resting place
With his parents
In the country
Near his hometown.

Weather forecast
Hot and dry
As he always preferred
Shade will be required.

Seeing him go
Is not painful
I dressed his body
For this rest.

He’s not here anymore
The little changes,
missing him,
are what hurt the most.


The Funeral

[Reflections on my Uncle’s funeral today. The weather was suitably somber: wet, windy, cold.]

Like breakfast eggshells
Time is fleeting
Life is fragile

Brave faces
Emotions at the surface

Gifts of affection
True strength

Kind words

Past & present collide
Energy flows
We are not alone