Two Funerals

'Such a beautiful service,' everyone said,
But you missed your own party,
because you were dead.
We wolfed down the canapés,
drained the champagne,
and you'll be remembered like last
Thursday's rain.

My ranks of friends are getting serried;
Another one has just been buried.
I often wonder what I am doing -
Mourning their loss, or simply queing?

Alexander Shivarg