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HER DAUGHTER’S EULOGY

She looks at the casket,

faces us and says:

“Remember the time Mom wore black

toreador pants with silver flowers

embroidered down the side

long after they’d gone out of style

and remember how she insisted

she wasn’t way behind

but way ahead of the times?”

She wipes her eyes and smiles;

everyone smiles and laughs, too,

then goes home, thinking,

“What a nice funeral that was—

entertaining too,”

although they’d never

say such a thing out loud.