The Funeral
The feeling passes through the room
As a smell to the nose
You stand watching
As the family comes together tears in their eyes.
As she lays in her coffin at the front
You stand and watch
As your own tears fall
And then you see that no one has noticed you.
You look over the edge of the casket
And what you see is the face of the one you know so well
The one you always see in the mirror.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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