What’s a funeral?
Is it very sad?
But it isn’t just bad.
We share happy memories of the person who’s died;
Remembering those we love keeps them alive.
I thought they were dead?
Well their body is Lyra – but they’re alive in our head.
As long as we can see them,
In our mind’s eye,
None of our wonderful friends have to die.
I see, said Lyra,
Thinking it through.
So their body is gone,
But they still stay with you.
[Based on a conversation with 3-year-old Lyra]