A boy dressed for a funeral

Andi

A boy dressed for a funeral 

Looks so innocent and sweet 

With paint and hole covered feet 

He is camouflaged in his grandfather's clothes

 

A man becomes a boy again 

When he has to face death head on 

That is when the innocence shines in his eyes 

Is when you can see the clothes hang off his sides 

 

His casket he will hold 

Until he too grows old 

A bearer of many 

This feeling must be heavy 

 

He becomes a man again 

As the sun sets over the graves 

He goes on about his days 

 

Honor him is whiskey waves 

  • Author: Andi (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 1st, 2022 12:33
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Kinsey Peterson

    When I saw my father at my grandfathers funeral it was the most broken-hearted look I had ever seen from a grown child. I only hope this poem is not written from an experience like his.
    Well wishes, Joan

  • Pazuzu

    This makes me think of my own grandfather's funeral. Thank you for writing such a beautiful poem.



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