Cemetery Walk

Take a walk in a cemetery
read the inscriptions and the names
run your hand over rough stones
pick a wildflower and lay it on a grave

“Mary Ann Black, aged 16 yrs, 3 months, 2 days
beautiful in life, remembered in death”
“Samuel Overton, infant son of Sara and Matthew
Sleep, baby, sleep, God has you in His hands”

You may not know the ones who rest
below the moulding earth and stones
but think about them, call their names
that not one shall be forgotten and alone


About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
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2 Responses to Cemetery Walk

  1. Libby says:

    Beautiful. It is good that we remember those who passed this way before.

  2. Mamabug says:

    What a beautiful poem. I love walking through old cemeteries and reading the inscriptions on the headstones. Many have such sad stories. The graves of little ones really break my heart. Seems like some families lost a little one every year or two.

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