I don't remember your name
And not everyone saw your picture the same
But as you lay in the earth
I can remember your joy to this day
You were sick and you weren't to eat
But the doc said this wasn't an illness to beat
So a pizza was brought to you
Mushrooms pepperoni sausage ricata cheese
Slathered in sauce covering your face.
Some one took a picture
Some one who saw it's beauty in it
Some one who knew that in that picture purest joy was expressed
I do not remember your name but I can still see your face and I thank you
For in your graceful moments of enjoying every ounce of the morsels taste you remind me in dark days when staring into the bitterness of death,
One slice of pizza can shed light,
while it may not beat the unyielding pressance it stays at bay allowing for rest.
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC
I don't remember your name
And not everyone saw your picture the same
But as you lay in the earth
I can remember your joy to this day
You were sick and you weren't to eat
But the doc said this wasn't an illness to beat
So a pizza was brought to you
Mushrooms pepperoni sausage ricata cheese
Slathered in sauce covering your face.
Some one took a picture
Some one who saw it's beauty in it
Some one who knew that in that picture purest joy was expressed
I do not remember your name but I can still see your face and I thank you
For in your graceful moments of enjoying every ounce of the morsels taste you remind me in dark days when staring into the bitterness of death,
One slice of pizza can shed light,
while it may not beat the unyielding pressance it stays at bay allowing for rest.
I work as a funeral director and while I was becoming licensed a younger man had his services with my funeral home. The family had a photo of this man eating pizza, to this day it is the single greatest photo I've ever seen. Days when things get tough I think back to how happy this man was to simply have a bit of his favorite food and it helps me look for what's good instead of the bad.