Somedays the greif weighs a bit heavier
Days when you remember that at graduation their name will only be spoken following the words
'In loving memory of'
Their cap and gown will lie vacant on it's hanger
Their names became carved onto headstones before they could be printed onto a diploma
Through their chair will remain empty, their grave site will be full
And though they will never walk across the stage, wearing their cap and gown, holding a diploma with their name printed on it
They will never be forgotten
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem