Life And Death. - Poem by Michael Walker
I know well enough where I was born;
in a seaside city with two cemeteries,
where I found my grandparents' gravestones
at last; but covered in gray lichen.
The kindly sexton said she would spray them,
and I will be back to see them pristine.
My grandparents were always there for me,
you see, showing respect and etiquette.
We went to the cricket at Pukekura Park,
or wandered around the lake, watching
the canoeists gliding on the surface,
while the real action lay in the depths.
I realized that death is not the end,
when I found my grandparents last weekend.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
The phrase 'death is not the end' is the title of a song by Bob Dylan on his album 'Down In The Groove'(1988) . The song moves me and why not let Dylan have the last word on the subject?
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