Graveyard DustA Poem by SheActsLikeSummerA poem.Walk along a cobble stone path beneath the arms of a gasping willow Listen to the secrets the wind avows midst it's booming piteous bellow Tread softly across the growing grass slumbering bodies lay beneath the soil See with care the stones engraved wrapped in the wings of an angel Trace the names of forgotten souls who rest in a casket of dark Hold yourself to thwart the cold that disturbs an ember's spark And breathe the graveyard dust
© 2012 SheActsLikeSummerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSheActsLikeSummerCanadaAboutI wish there was a single moment in my life that summed up who I am. Just a short snippet of time that I could copy and paste here so I didn't have to rack my mind for something to say. But I kind of .. more..Writing
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