Too Many Funerals

Relatives, celebrities, and soldiers we lament; This time, a younger friend has passed Another wake I choose to attend Getting ready to go: flowers bought and sent, praying, bathing, dressing, and shaving Mom calls on the phone to chat We laugh ‘til I share news She asks a question, one that lasts: “That funeral, the last you’ll attend… “are you ready to go? “Don’t leave them confused, “for someone else will do your shaving “Many things to consider: “money, debts, even heirs? “Covered with dirt, or ashes cast?” I’ve not done these, I cannot pretend, but my soul? Set to go! Trusting, I declare that Someone Else did all my saving