The golden disk of light slowly fades away
Past the horizon and into the graves
Graves that are littered with flowers
And petals
A note to a loved one hides beneath
A rock that keeps it grounded
Somewhere in the cemetery, a little girl hangs a locket on a chain
Inside it holds a picture
Of her brother and sister
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem