Epitaph

I figure I should probably get around to uploading some of the poems I have written through the years. This first one is called 'Epitaph'. I wrote it as an assignment in Mrs. Becker's 12th grade English class (circa 1999-2000). We had just read 'Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard' and we were supposed to now write our own poem suitable for an epitaph. I started out thinking I would do something funny, kind of a "ha ha, I'm dead and you're not. I get to rest and you still have to put up with life" kind of poem. But part of the way through I couldn't think of anything funny, so it changed to a more serious tone. Anyway, here it is:

Epitaph

Here I lie pushing up this daisy,
Evermore to be truly lazy.
Nevermore to work and mow,
Nevermore to plow and sow.
Fleshly lying in this cold state,
My soul has passed through Heaven's Gate.
Singing praises to my great God,
Yet, lying 'neath this earthen clod.
Dead on earth yet Quick above,
Singing hymns of Truth and Love.
Walking on this earth no more,
Just in Heaven with my Lord.