Funeral Poems & Readings

If I Should Go

A funeral poem for comfort during unsettling times

If I Should Go

If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone
Nor when I’m gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves that I have known
Weep if you must
Parting is Hell
But life goes on
So sing as well.

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