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Some Graves

Some graves are places of wonder Tended lovingly with utmost care Listen closely to the whispers Of hopes and dreams they share A teddy bear to snuggle Playing catch with your dad Getting married to your love Making the most of what life had They wake to morning glory Sleep under a starry night Inbetween memories remembered Days in their loved one’s sight Heaven’s earthly veil is close here Upon the shade tree, grass, or stone With just a little Godly faith We will never be alone So those of us who visit here Might never understand why But still we are their caretakers Until our own last goodbye

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/2/2019 9:19:00 AM
Wade, beautiful and emotional write. I go to my son's grave often too, even in winter. My husband is buried with his family in another city. But I visit my parents, grandparents and sister, I leave them red rose's for love . I write often of graveyards.. I call it Graveyard Poetry, a term used by the old poets in history.
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Date: 7/5/2017 2:23:00 PM
Emotive write, love the final stanza.
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Wade Greenlee
Date: 7/5/2017 3:35:00 PM
Thank you, Elizabeth. My son has a good place and I find peace there.

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