Vines Slowly Crawl
Life was the wing that gave them flight
as they soared ever so high
now death is the darkness of their plight
where the wind mournfully sighs
Dry bones bound by eternity's chain
rest serenely 'neath tall shade trees
where dreams have decayed with the leafy debris
and silence is all that remains
Headstones stand as sentinels
Along the tree lined path
Sadness clings to the overgrown vines
in the timeless aftermath
Within the muted reverence of this place
the overgrown vines seem to speak
with a voice that will oft embrace
the departed souls mystique
When one sentinel falls
the others will stand tall
Whispering secrets to the great beyond
as the vines slowly crawl
~~~
9/30/16
Contest Name: Overgrown With Vines
Sponsor: Broken Wings
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