I'd been married to Beryl for 30 years,

But bad news on her phone Beryl hears !

"Your husband has been involved in a fatal crash !"

To the scene of the accident Beryl did dash.

 

It was a motorway pile up ,three others had died,

Distraught,Beryl holding my cold hand cried.

It came to her mind the thought of my funeral ahead,

"I don't want to be cremated,I want to be buried !" I 'd always said.

 

It was firmly implanted in my brain,

That cremation would be desecration of my body in pain.

It would be horrifying to inflict so much torture after my last breath.

When there remains a connection between body and soul in death

 

My body was washed in soapy water and perfumed with incense,

Why I was destined to die didn't make any sense.

I was buried in a coffin  and gently lowered into the earth,

70 years on from my date of birth.

 

I was treated throughout with the utmost respect,

No flames or flaws in my funeral did I detect.

Due to what I have experienced and learnt ,

It is better to be buried than to be burnt.

 

But as into the earth I was on my way,

A friend at my funeral I heard him say,

"Foul putrifying liquids from decaying bodies placed in the ground,

Eventually seeping  into our rivers and waterways, will be found !!"

 

Peacefully now I lie buried asleep in the earth,

70 years on from my date of birth .