I want to read a passage or poem of Bukowski's at my father's funeral service. Can anyone suggest something about death or life lived? I know that most of his writing is all about life lived and death pretty much, but I'm looking for something more specific....I can't really think of any right now with everything going on. I was thinking of The Bluebirdbecause it reminds me of my father but thought about others I could choose from. I welcome any suggestions you may have. Thanks.