Today’s poem is an epitaph, a poem written upon death or words engraved on a tombstone. Mine takes the form of a haiku also and was inspired by the meme above.
Finnished
Here lies he whose stuff
got in the way of living.
Don't be like he was.
Lonely Funeral Poem – Stafford Challenge Day 25
Common Threads 
Kim,
This is sad. It’s something I think about often. Will anyone mourn when I pass? Guess I’ll never know. Cats in the Cradle echoes in your poem.
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Glenda, I think about it too. Thank you for reading today! I was going to call it Finnished but didn’t want to generalize the culture this way – just a play on words. Thanks for all your encouragement and kind words!
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