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December 20, 2008
Coming back from the funeral................ for Raffaelle
Coming back from the funeral
caught in a snow storm, stock in
traffic we talked of how the ceremony
was so simple and quietly dignified
like the man you were
Like any gathering we had before
you were quiet, and so handsome
watching us crowding around you
at the church Rosa cried she seemed
to have lost so much more than others
and maybe just a bit less than you
by the time we left for the Mausoleum
the snow had started, it was cold in there
it was comforting not to leave you
in the ground , the priest was eloquent
we all stood side by side and left red roses on your coffin
I guess it made us feel better leaving you amongst the roses
Took two hours to get to Julie's house
somehow you wanted us to stay longer,
grief had taken over the highway
like a white hase and the sky was lost
we were all stalled
pondering quietly as we made our way back
It wasn't easy to leave you, I could feel your big warm hands
around mine, and your smile larger than life
the way you held on as you greeted me every time I saw you..........................
At the house we gathered in the kitchen
the way we always did, you were there stiring the pot
the aroma of the sauce, and your wine
" manga, Manga " you said smiling
We all ate, drank and carried on like you were there
like any other stormy night or a holiday when being around you
made us all feel safe.....................................................................
Then we watched the slides
your life in pictures, there you were tall
and handsome the way Rosa
remembered you and she looked like she had lost
so much more than others and maybe just a bit less than you
Posted by Idinraha at December 20, 2008 12:46 AM