Caressed By Vines
Like tender loving arms, they wrap around
old monuments of stone set on the ground;
those silent sentinels that stand their guard
above the souls, we honor and regard.
To honor and regard through all the years
when loved ones come to speak unhappy tears.
Beneath the summer rain and winter snow,
these monuments of stone, their sorrow show.
Like tender arms, the vines embrace the stones
to comfort them, these guardians of bones
who bear the sadness brought to them to share,
by those who stand and weep in silent prayer.
The tender vines grow thicker 'round the tombs...
create a leafy shawl that lives and blooms,
and shows true hope for new life after death
which tangled vines embrace with living breath.
Like tender loving arms, they wrap around
these lasting monuments, where peace is found,
and frame the name of each whose life reclines...
now resting safe and sound, caressed by vines.
September 27, 2016
~7th Place~
Premiere Contest: Stones
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
Judged: 08/14/2021
~3rd Place~
Premiere Contest, 2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 18
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Judged: 02/16/2019
~3rd Place~
Contest: Your Best Rhyming Poem 2
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 02/03/2017
~2nd Place~
Contest: Overgrown With Vines
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Judged: 10/08/2016
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016
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