Here lies our dearest father


Here lies our dearest father
He liked to eat and drink and belly bigger
Also a great cook and we were his tasters
Worked hard, a good dad and a lover
A waiter, an accountant and our anchor
Very generous and always a card sender
He left us too soon and we’re all sadder*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* An epitaph is a brief poem inscribed on a tombstone praising a deceased person, usually with rhyming lines.


For: Friday Fictioneers – 28 April 2017


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