In Memory Of Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

Today I took a solemn journey,
Oh, the thoughts that played within my head;
For I visited the cemetery,
And lingered there among the dead.

My eyes fixed on engraved tombstones,
And I paused to read the stories they told.
I found death has no respect of persons,
For there were graves of the young and the old.

Markers rested upon each grassy mound,
Yet, each grave had its own identity.
Still there seemed to be one constant message
That each grave's epitaph shared with me…

Norma had the gentle soul of a child,
Colby was a joy to one and all.
Tom and Joan would be together always,
Johnny died answering his country's call.

Scarlet Louise died a newborn baby,
A plucked flower for the Master's bouquet.
Elizabeth Sue lived her life for others,
And Don was taken suddenly away.

Time permitting; I could have stayed all day,
Not realizing just how fast time had flown.
Then I thought as I walked quietly away,
Just what might be engraved on my headstone?