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Looking Out the Rear Window
The funeral rite concluded The undertakers came forth I didn't cry or whimper Please don't go to the grave; But onward moved the casket As we rode toward the ossuary But the world kept 'bout its business As we drove into the cemetery I stood at the gravesite Looking out the car's rear window Then I knew that all was well, Thank you Lord for reassuring me But now there's work I must perform And in the process of reaching out Saundra L. Washington is the author of two coffee table books: "Negative Disturbances, Homilies that Teach," and the book from which this poem is taken, "Room Beneath the Snow, Poems that Preach." Looking out the Rear Window was written shortly following her mother's death. She can be contacted at: http://www.clergyservices4u.org
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