Down Like Dally by A.J. Derro

Poetry detailing my desired funeral.

Down Like Dally

by A.J. Derro

 

 

 

When I go down gallant, like Dally

Or an old man, to ease the pain

Build a boat to fit one, and send me to sea

On the very next day with rain

 

So that waves will rock me, and in my sleep

I'll feel the ocean stir

With water above me, and below me, deep

On either side, I'd prefer

 

Cast me from Dewey, but leave me no line

To find my way home once more

I've been here so often, I think I'll be fine

Should I ever return to shore

 

 

I beg the ship, from bow to stern

And starboard to port be filled

By all manner of stories and things to learn

Lessons not yet instilled

 

That I may read, upon my death

The words of those I'll meet

And never miss another breath

Nor tire on my feet

 

Cast me from Dewey, but leave me no line

To find my way home once more

I've been here so often, I think I'll be fine

Should I ever return to shore

Author's Note

Dally is a character from the book 'The Outsiders' by S.E. Hinton

Reviews

[Rohan Tandon]

A beautiful piece of poetry. I loved it and I loved the idea. Thanks 4 sharing.

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WOW I am impressed with this. This is actually quite amazing. Love the rhyme scheme and flow. I loved the outsiders. This is wonderful....xo