In Memoriam
Where loved ones go when they die
Time has no meaning
All times are one in the same
Their memorials can be
Held now or later
They no longer care anyway
For what happens to their clay
Funerals, memorials, pyres, and wakes
Those are held for the ones left behind
A place for tears to be shed
Memories shared
So that we can all promise each other
That we will never forget X
When really it is a promise to ourselves
That when we go
We will not be forgotten
And people will attend our
Funeral, memorial, pyre, wake, or
In the case of one of my husband's requests: pie fight.
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