Poem -
The Abandoned Graveyard
Where are they now?
the saints and sinners
that graced the pews
in their Sunday best.
Their mortal flesh
long laid to rest
in earth’s mournful bowels.
Weeds and brambles
not wreaths and flowers,
adorn their earthy, eternal bowers.
No one comes to pay respects
but the birds, the winds and the rains,
forsaken by man, only God remains,
was, is, and ever shall be.
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VERY COOL write Llangeler!!.........well, at least YOU have come to pay your respects.........I LOVE it when a poem lives up to it's Title...........you have accomplished that here with great Creative integrity ........there is A LOT of truth to what you offer in this piece........delivered VERY poetically..........well done my friend!!.........smiles............T xo