The movie is over

The actors go home

It’s also how our life ends…

The funeral director doesn’t

Use those exact words

Everyone left…

To be exact he said. The Service is Over…

Except for the star..,

He was taken out

Enshrined in the earth

Time didn’t stand still…

While we went about the rest

Of our day…

The world didn’t stop

As I stood by the mound

That now was his home

Til the end of time…

I needed to see where my brother

Was laid…

Driving passed the next

Morning… to say goodbye

The tomb wasn’t opened

It was very still yet noisy

From the freeway traffic…

Instead of a tombstone

I think a neon sign

Changed daily with

Bill’s Quip for the day…