Funeral Preparation Poem by Sotirios Skoufis

Funeral Preparation



His clothes are ready
His clothes are here
He is so steady
He's so sincere

He is so fine
With his black suit
He's so divine
Like a fresh fruit

There is a party
It's on the way
One day we all
Do go away

There is a party
It is so big
Trumpets are playing
For the next gig

All there are waiting
They are so sure
That death my friend
It is your cure

Friday, April 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: cancer,dad,death,illusion
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