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My aunt was laid to rest today
With eulogies and rain.
Her children wept and shoveled dirt
In disbelief and pain.
Her life was long and full and rich;
She clearly was adored,
With all of those attending,
Admiration-wise, on board.
My aunt loved "Que sera, sera"
And someone sang it out.
We all joined in, accepting what
That song is all about.
A funeral's an ending
But reminds us we should see
That the future proves the chorus -
What will be will surely be.
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