After her funeral

I dreamt I saw him walking through the haze

approaching us with sorry mournful gaze

and ready with his apt and proper phrase.


How dare you walk in here and sigh?

Enough to steal her when she was alive

turning her heart against me with your lies

worming your way inside her pitying mind!


Embarrassed friends and family looked away

thinking this outburst strange and in poor taste.

Her husband handed each a glass and plate.