Funeral Flowers Never Fade Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

I'd rather remember
the colorful blossoms
surrounding the departed.

I'd rather remember
their character and their scent
not some waxen faces
straight out of the mold.

I'd rather remember the roses
and the reds and the yellows
and the whites and the pinks.

I'd rather forget the thorns
and the pricks and the angst
and the contradictions
between existence and extinction.

I'd rather forget
the pallidness of life
and never watch
funeral flowers fade.