The Graveyard

Scared?

The Graveyard

The moonlight is shining so bright tonight and the graveyard twinkles with the moisture from above.  I walk through the wrought iron gates with their intricate ivy pattern and began sauntering by each headstone.  A mother of two, a wife, a lover, they all said something of devotion.  Each name popped up, an unfamiliar title, unknown to me, so I walk on.  The clouds came by and the darkness fell so hard upon the graveyard.  Each stone seemed to turn to ice, a scary cold world.  I needed to get out of this place.  It was no longer warm and inviting.  I back track, I stumble to my knees, I fall and at my head I see a tombstone of black. 

The clouds passed by and the light shone down on the graveyard with the moisture twinkling like fairies.  I look at the stone and read what it says.

To my dearest, my child Gweneviere:

I give you magic to light wherever you go.  I give you laughter to make you happy.  I give you wishes so you can give them away to make somebody else’s life warm.  I give you kisses so you know the touch of a mother.  I give you hugs so you will always know I love you.

Reviews

[Bare trees]

You've written a good story here but there are some inconsistencies. You might want to mention having a flashlight being it would be pretty hard to read gravestones at night even with a full moon.

I walk through (present tense)
and began sauntering (past tense)
I needed to get out of this place. (past tense)

You need to pick a tense and stay with it.

[Donna]

Thank you, it is good to understand more about writing.