Poignant Poem by Brook Lynn

Poignant



A sad song playing.
People crying as they say, goodbye.
A kiss on the cheek,
For the last touch.
The car drive there,
To the final resting place.
Now, just a gravestone;
What used to be living,
Can no longer be.

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Brook Lynn

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