Ode To A Stone Poem by Anthony Russomanno

OH THOU COLD AND LONELY PLACE

WHERE STONES RESEMBLE

A LOVED ONE'S FACE

WHERE THE READING OF A NAME

AWAKENS A MEMORY AND THE PAIN

MANY TEARS HAVE TOUCHED THY FACE

HOW MANY THOUGHTS DOES THOU EMBRACE

IS THY GROUND STILL DAMP FROM TEARS

AND SORROWS LASTING

AND WHEN MINE FALL UPON THY ROCKY FACE

OH! I WONDER HOW THEY'LL TASTE

CAN THOU TELL THEM FROM THE RAIN

OR SHALL THEY FALL FOREVER IN THE POURING RAIN