Eulogy

Throw me to the fire Better than to have to live with it We have known an honest man Blessed with grace and dignity Rather hoped they'd write his name in lights instead of flowers But there's so much that he will never know And though it could be said that he had never been a looker Surely not deserved of winters without a shelter And I'd have left him bleed into the snow if i were tougher But there's so much that I am yet to know