The elderly mother of a dear friend is busy planning her funeral. She wants me to read a poem by Siegfried Sassoon. The only problem is she can't remember which one. She thinks it is to do with death and a bird. Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have been wading through his poetry but haven't come across anything that looks right yet. I don't think there is any desperate rush (!) but as she is 94, I'd feel happier if I knew which it was before the time comes.