Graveyards Beautiful


        Graveyards are beautiful to me,
          oh, those trees so filigree,
those beautiful statues so eternally divine.
        Since a child I have gone to see,
          graves in rows like waves in the sea.
And as I ponder- I gather inspiration sublime,
             inside me words twine,
               and in time rhyme.
        Today, I go with a bright red rose,
          oh, when he died-  I froze,
I lay my red rose but the wind takes it away.
         I follow it amongst the rows,
           past all those who quietly repose.
Then, I start to wander in that sea of gray,
            and words I pray,
              for those in decay.
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September 16, 2016

Poetry/Rhyme/Graveyards Beautiful
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