By Susan O’Reilly

I'm not in the coffin

that you gaze at miserably

I'm up above laughing

because now I'm pain free

I'm gazing down lovingly

at all I hold dear

and showing you proudly

to friends up here

Think of me kindly

but not in this case

I'm here hugging blindly

others who have run the last race

Will my epitaph

read like a graph

all my ups and downs

smiles and frowns

or just be brief

causing relief