There Are No Pockets In A Shroud

There are no pockets in a shroud.
The proud
And the humble
All must tumble
Into the grave.
But you should save
One solitary coin
To enjoin
The ferryman to take you on
Your final journey.

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3 thoughts on “There Are No Pockets In A Shroud

    1. drewdog2060drewdog2060 Post author

      Thank you, Mick. I was, of course already familiar with this quote. However when my mum’s partner recently used it, the germ of a poem developed in my mind. Consequently I owe a debt of gratitude to my mum’s partner for reminding me of this quote and providing me with the inspiration to write the poem.

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