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Sitting by this
Freshly covered grave
The sky was black
Except for a full moon
Shedding light on the cemetery
It's silvery-like threads filtering
Through the heavy wrought iron gates
Giving it a somber mood
Looking at all the flowers
Covering the fresh mound of dirt
Envisioning the scenery
That had taken place recently
The priest routinely
Doing the last rites
People mourning the one
They loved and lost
Wondering of this lost soul
That once was alive
Breathing, thinking, feeling
A whole human being
Filled with warm blood
And a mid and a soul
Roaming through life
With a place in society
Seeing an image
Of the corpse
Nestled in a coffin
Six feet under
All cold and embalmed
Getting ready to deteriorate
Becoming nonexistent on earth
With only a tombstone to mark it's life
Laying my hand on one headstone
Out of many, which littered
The cemetery, the home of the dead,
On the land of the living
As I sadly acknowledged the fact
That one day this moon-lit place
Will be more than just a cemetery
For it will be my final resting place
@ Rosey - all rights reserved
Freshly covered grave
The sky was black
Except for a full moon
Shedding light on the cemetery
It's silvery-like threads filtering
Through the heavy wrought iron gates
Giving it a somber mood
Looking at all the flowers
Covering the fresh mound of dirt
Envisioning the scenery
That had taken place recently
The priest routinely
Doing the last rites
People mourning the one
They loved and lost
Wondering of this lost soul
That once was alive
Breathing, thinking, feeling
A whole human being
Filled with warm blood
And a mid and a soul
Roaming through life
With a place in society
Seeing an image
Of the corpse
Nestled in a coffin
Six feet under
All cold and embalmed
Getting ready to deteriorate
Becoming nonexistent on earth
With only a tombstone to mark it's life
Laying my hand on one headstone
Out of many, which littered
The cemetery, the home of the dead,
On the land of the living
As I sadly acknowledged the fact
That one day this moon-lit place
Will be more than just a cemetery
For it will be my final resting place
@ Rosey - all rights reserved