Between the boards of a coffin

He was perfect in every imaginable way...
until the summer of 1978.
Looking at his face between
the boards of a coffin
made me see him from
an entirely different perspective.
His face was frozen and cold.
I could not understand why I
felt relieved when I saw him like this.
We all knew it would happen someday
but we all hoped it would have been sooner.
I guess he was one of those people who
refused to learn from mistakes.
I hope now that he has
moved on he will actually learn a lesson.
If he doesn't..
oh well.
There were plenty of opportunities
for him to change.
He refused and now lies 6
feet under.