Tears in their eyes
Quiet sobs are heard
As watery eyes look towards
A wooden box.
The box holds a body
That used to be
The soul no longer inside
But in heaven
Crys for the loved one
Reach beyond the preist's mass
He prays for the reposal of her soul
And the holy communion for us all.
The funeral was on
The loved one's birthday
Didnt yet reach 83 years
But did God's will
In the years she was here.
The mass is ending
The preist says
The people repeat
Lord may she rest in peace.
