Misery

 

The mourning of a lost one is hell.

as the priest gives a blessing

remembering all the great deeds

of that beloved fellow,

faces of tears and the sound

of sniffling fill the air.

As everybody gives their last

thoughtful words and then leave,

he is the last one standing in tears.

He says, "Bye, brother,

I'll miss you always,"

then finally turns and leaves.

 

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