Country Churchyard Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

In country churchyard grief dwells
Remorseful, sly behind grey stone walls
Standing guard over silent beds of clay.
Where dead are resting grave deep
Graves overgrown with grass and weeds
Bleak stone markers with dates, names
People who had loved and were loved
Brief biographies of lives once lived.
Headstones crumpling smudged with moss
Obliterating inscribed dates and names
All forgotten with passing relentless time
Fathers, mothers, grandparents, children
Within lonely plots interned for eternity.
Life reigns but death abdicates.