Walk On

Deep in Italian mountains

I came upon the scene

A coffin carried on a bier

A medieval dream

A priest Redemptorist at the head

Family close by

A quiet country funeral

Impressive on the eye

 

Up the Royal mile today

Came the solemn band

A funeral procession

Silence in the land

Reverence for the one now dead

Everyone fall in line

To the great cathedral

Scotland’s time to shine

 

We processed my father to the church

In his native town

And my mother we processed

The rain was pouring down

But life must pause and think a while

The day of death will come

But the sun came out that funeral day

There’s life when life is done

 

Brian Fahy

12 September 2022

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