A Fond Farewell
My friends and foes all in the past
My loved ones always unsurpassed
Those days we spent in joy and fun
Helped heal my soul with golden sun
Those private times that special day
So much was shared in every way
And in that evening’s twilight glow
No more to say just time to go
My burden eased no toil or task
To be remembered is all to ask
Cliff Letts
"In the Netherlands, they have something called the lonely funeral project. If someone dies and there’s no one to claim the body or to attend the funeral, a local poet researches the person, writes a poem about them and reads it at the ceremony."
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