Monday, 31 October 2011

The Banner

Intricately I weave the name onto cloth.
Emblazed for the world to see
My mother, father, sister, brother child or grandchild
Was here, alive and kicking.

A photo enlarged and glossed,
One of my favourites, the one from the mantelpiece,
Is carefully placed in the centre,
Meticulously equidistant from the edges.

I stitch long holes along each side
So poles can be inserted,
To hold your defiance aloft
And proclaim your glory.

Wait I forgot some words.
After your closing date I write:
Rest In Peace.