On a visit to the cemetery

Walk out through spirits past

Footprints in the frozen grass

Sunshine casts a shadow fair

Warming all souls lying there.

Birdsong in the treetops sound

Add beauty to the holy ground

Memories within my heart

For those too early who depart.

History buried under ground

Carved on tombstones all around

Rich or poor it’s hard to tell

A moral we should remember well.

Depart this world without a care

To do this true love you must share

 Be careful when you do offend

We know not when our life will end.

    ©j.black

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