Dressed in Morning
“Dress brightly” was her last wish,
“Do not mourn in black.”
So there we were, in tears and anguish,
All denied the right to languish –
Such a multi-coloured pack
In wedding suits and flashy ties
At odds with how we felt inside –
But no going back.
And so, with fragile smiles and teary eyes
That no pink shirts could hide,
We stood and cried beside the other parties
Waiting at the crem.
We looked so lacking gravitas compared to them.
“What crowd of sombre-less folk are these ?”
They’d have thought, “So lacking sorrow,
Sending off their friend with such panache.”
And that we did, in rainbow fashion –
We can mourn tomorrow, ashen,
But today, we’re cutting quite a dash !
Rhyming Couplets 