Send-Off
Ancient kings and queens were buried with
amulets, icons, beads,
Bracelets and everything gold - for protection against evil
And to see them safely off into the after-life.
But in the world of today, when we die, we have a church service,
A few hymns, some words of praise (true or false!)
And lie in our boxes - probably naked as the day we were born.
Why can’t the things we love most,
And have spent a lifetime accumulating, be sent off with us?
How are we going to feel comfortable in the
after-life?
Of course, if we aren’t put in the earth in a box, we go up in smoke -
And nothing goes with us, not even a shroud
Or our Sunday best - what a choice!
I want at least to leave with my favourite gold
necklace and earrings!
As well, I’d like to go with my white gloves, cocktail hat and stilettos -
All saved from the 1950s, my favourite decade,
And - oh, of course, my cocktail dress!
I must arrange it before it’s too late!
© June Maureen Hitchcock February 2011
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