The funeral rite concluded
 With the pastor shaking hands,
 Offering words of comfort
 I didn't quite understand.
The undertakers came forth
 And summoned pallbearers' four.
 They marched beside the coffin
 Carrying it steady toward the door.
I didn't cry or whimper
 As I followed right behind.
 But deep within I screamed
 Don't leave O Mother of mine.
Please don't go to the grave;
 Let's chat just one more time.
 Let's talk about the 'good old days'
 Don't leave, O Mother of mine."
But onward moved the casket
 Down the stairs to the limousine;
 With Mother laying incognizant
 Of my agonizing scream.
As we rode toward the ossuary
 Thoughts were swimming in my head;
 Why didn't the whole world stop?
 Didn't it know my Mother was dead?
But the world kept 'bout its business
 And within I felt so sad,
 'Cause my Mother didn't get the honor
 I thought she should have had.
As we drove into the cemetery
 I knew it wouldn't be long,
 Before I had to sing at last
 My final farewell song.
I stood at the gravesite
 Grief festering in my breast:
 Scriptures read, prayers prayed,
 Mother committed to eternal rest.
Looking out the car's rear window
 As we mutely drove away;
 I saw a heavenly angel fly
 To where my Mother lay.
Then I knew that all was well,
 That Mother was just fine.
 That I would live and grow and serve
 Until, alas, my time.
Thank you Lord for reassuring me
 That the grave is not the end.
 That Mother is patiently waiting for me
 Just around life's toilsome bend.
But now there's work I must perform
 That no one else can do;
 Some hurting, aching souls to soothe,
 Broken dreams to help renew.
And in the process of reaching out
 To brighten someone's day;
 I sense way deep within myself,
 That I too will be okay.
Saundra L. Washington is the author of two coffee table books: "Negative Disturbances, Homilies that Teach," and the book from which this poem is taken, "Room Beneath the Snow, Poems that Preach." Looking out the Rear Window was written shortly following her mother's death. She can be contacted at: http://www.clergyservices4u.org
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