Goggles!

He went to the funeral 

of his aristocratic cousin

Who ended up being poor 

By living in extravaganza

The sunlight passed from 

The window glass of church 

And spotlighted his widow 

A beautiful young woman 

He offered his condolences 

Outside, she's breastfeeding 

His nephew, in her pretty arms

The hot sunshine had burned 

The neurons on his head! 

He offered her to have a drink 

She blamed him of harassment

In the restaurant, he obliged 

And accepted to help her till

Her last breath, financially. 

He called his wife and told her. 

He flew back home but nobody 

Opened the door for him. His

Child looked from the glass - 

Doors, but there were goggles 

On her wife's eyes as usual!