Cemetaries Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cemetaries



Rushing hurriedly through ordeals, trying to escape the reality
of earthly life with as little grief as possible.

Taking notice of everything coming at me, being met and explored
on all plains of life.

Discovering plots of graves, filling cemetaries with those I
once loved.

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