To Our Beloved Jud
Six feet under he does lie
We all came to say goodbye
No better friend we will miss
So here he lies in eternal bliss
To lose a friend is such a shame
However there is only one to blame
He would not have pass this way in vain
Had he only heard us all yell "Train!"
Six feet under he does lie
We all came to say goodbye
No better friend we will miss
So here he lies in eternal bliss
To lose a friend is such a shame
However there is only one to blame
He would not have pass this way in vain
Had he only heard us all yell "Train!"
3 comments:
Looked like you might have had some fun doing this one. I thought it might be a good Halloween write. You done a nice job with this. Did you get the idea from my Ghazal?
I FINALLY posted my Quatern. Here is the link "Through Oath, the Beginning of Two"
Hope it works.
Have a nice day.
Michelle
The way you wrote (or I read the bold print) -- the last line was almost as if the train came back by and you were telling us to look out, too, almost felt another epitaph would follow. This was fun, well, not for Jud.
That was scary!
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