I.
Here we are, all dressed up to honor death!
No, it is not that;
It is to honor this old woman
Born in Bellingham.
II.
The church windows are open to the green trees.
The minister tells us that, being
The sons and daughters of God,
We rejoice at death, for we go
To the mansions prepared
From the foundations of the world.
Impossible. No one believes it.
III.
Out on the bare, pioneer field,
The frail body must wait till dusk
To be lowered
In the hot and sandy earth.