Grave Duty

He's like a whisper so no one sees him Among the crosses and the graves Dusting off the clinging moss That covers up the names Of the ones left long forgotten Passed on by Father Time Where we all end up eventually Those on this side are just waiting in line He feels his job is just For it is something that he must All he has left are the dead ashes to ashes, dust to dust In a shady corner when the heat gets to much He rests beside the grave of his young son and wife No longer there to bring him comfort Though in death they're still his breath of life He'll continue on in his daily task Showing the respect that's due the dead Because that is all life now is to him And all that he has left