Poem: Dad’s Funeral
Dad wouldn’t have wanted us to grieve
Or wear black clothes, or look sad
He asked for bright colours, to celebrate
The happy life he had…
Dad wouldn’t have wanted us to leave out
The things he loved so well
Steam trains, Scouting and crosswords
And the stories he could tell
Dad wouldn’t have wanted us to feel
That his death was a tragic blight
‘Cause as long as there’s Scrabble in heaven
Don’t worry, Dad’s all right.
Dad wouldn’t have wanted us to write
A sweet, sentimental verse
He went in peace to the love of God
… as he’d say, ‘Things could have been worse!’
(Yes, of course you are welcome to alter and use this poem for a funeral in your family)
Emily Lock is currently writing a memoir of her English childhood in the 1960s and 70s.
Check out Emily’s personal blog, Story Of My Life, to see her progress.