That Picture-show We'll Never See...

 PAD Challenge day 29: For today’s prompt, write a what nobody knows poem.

(the family, taken at our Easter Dinner)

When the mournful numbers gather

To witness our last repose

When they lay upon Forever

One fair and fond farewell rose

What they say, what they’ll remember

After we depart, death-cold

We will never know, but now we

Shape the memories they’ll hold

Now the warmth of love and laughter

Waits, full-willing in each pulse

Now, before the ever-after

Seals what they’ll recall of us

Now, for who knows what tomorrow

Veils upon its shrouded seas?

Now, an invisible vessel

Designed to hold memories

…then, when loved ones sadly gather

To remember kinder days

We will never see the pictures

Etched upon their tender gaze

Thus, before that solemn bower

Claims what we will never know

We should strive to fill each hour

With a lovely picture-show

© Janet Martin