Those were the Days

tetrameter sonnet

Those were the Days

 

The horse drawn hearse impresses me

Drawn by a pair of well matched blacks.

Moves slowly onward sedately.

With an attendant at the back.

The coachman in dark livery.

A black crepe bow adorns his hat

Controls his horses easily

There can be little doubt of that.

It is a sight we rarely see.

In the busy world of today.

A horse drawn hearse traditionally.

Was seen to be the only way.

To embark on your last journey

To the local cemetery.

 

Tuesday, 17 April 2012.

Reviews

[koty bell]

great poem very descriptive good write