Cemetry
Warm air gently flows.
Trees wave in the back ground.
Hot sun Beating, Everything feels alive.
Stones protrude from the ground.
Quietness interrupted by birds singing.
Sounds of weeping quietly drifts away.
Fresh flowers cover the names.
Conversation takes place no one answers.
Staring at the names they look familiar.
Tears bouncing off the tombstones.
Light warm breeze tickles the ear, Heart fills with joy.
Death so final.
Loved one left many unanswered questions.
Eyes still tearing wondering if they made it to heaven.
Copyright © John Sanchez | Year Posted 2015
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