A Final Farewell
Funerals are somber affairs,
A time for tears and whispered prayers.
We gather to remember one gone,
To say goodbye and sing their song.
The pews are filled with sorrowed kin,
All dressed in black, a solemn grin.
We listen to the eulogies,
Of a life lived, its joys and leisures.
The hymns they play, they resonate,
With all the love that we create.
For the one we've lost, who'll be missed,
A void in our hearts, we can't resist.
And as we leave, flowers in hand,
We think of them, and understand.
That life goes on, though they have passed,
Their memories with us, forever fast.