A simple flower, a single rose
Lay upon the cask now closed.
Gloria in excelsis; music for the dead,
Four men carry; two at foot and two at head.
Requiem of sad despair,
Grief for him no longer there.
Those that knew do cry as one
For he was loved, but now is gone.
Placed upon a burning pyre,
Reduced to ash by cleansing fire.
Spiral smoke into the void;
Precious memories not destroyed.
His name in silence laid to rest,
Aching hearts won’t be suppressed.
Now all that’s left for those who yearn;
A wilted flower upon the urn.