Answering Service: Closed-Funeral of Son

Answering Service: Closed-Funeral of Son

A Poem by Geralyn Miller

Did it matter to the Mother,

or even any other;

that we wished we were there;

that we really did care?

That our hearts cried out,

for her in her grief,

that death, like a thief

stole her son away?

 

But today was a day,

like any other,

the world went on,

and we had to work;

to answer the phones,

tell all the callers;

the business is closed

for the funeral of the son.

 

 

© 2010 Geralyn Miller


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Very sad...........death and yet life and business goes on..........I often think about those people that work with the dead, and do they become immune to it?

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Geralyn Miller
Geralyn Miller

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