A Funeral

There is a funeral tomorrow,
I didn’t know her very well,
But I liked her,
She always had a smile for everyone.

Her friends didn’t like me much,
So we never got a chance,
But I liked her,
She always seemed like a kind person.

I won’t go tomorrow,
I want to but it doesn’t feel right somehow,
But know I liked her,
I always liked her.

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