Arlington
The broad banks shifting
the stone slabs across
the deserted plains of
Arlington white tombstone
lined nestled beneath
decorated wreaths calling
upon sudden hint of braising
sunshine gleaming over falling
leaves catering to yesterday
reaching for tomorrow and
yet silence abode the marble
timings while old glory
flickered between the calm
breeze hints of sadness falls
by the way side while tears
stain the workers cheeks
so we’ll crafted mastered
beyond masonry moments
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