My Father-In-Law's burial reminded me of Dad's. The military does the services with a precision that comes from repetition. I posted this song once before, about how I used to roll my eyes at the maudlin lyrics. I was young and foolish at the time, and hadn't been through loss that was so, well, final.
But life is for the living. We know that the song will someday end, but ours plays on for now. Seize the day. Even now envious time is fleeing.