I never thought I’d do an eulogy
Especially since I feel so alive
Although my body now shows my journey
From the passage of time no one can hide
I stand so solemnly behind the pulpit
Speaking words about a friend now dead
While I talk I can’t stop wondering
What if God had taken me instead
I express myself to soothe my own soul
For I believe words can help to mend
Yet I see the blank stares before me
Do they understand or are their nods just pretend
Maybe like me they see their own future
A sometimes friend speaking to the open air
Platitudes given without ever knowing
Speaking to strangers that really don’t care
Could it be that at moments like this
We realize that we’ve missed our opportunity
Never again can we make made up excuses
To be given to a person we’ll never again see
Although I feel better when I do finish
My soul somewhat touched by the things I’ve said
I realize that my own eulogy will soon be coming
The kindest words of life never heard by those dead
