Textbook Cemetery Poem by Paige Nielsen
Textbook Cemetery
Who are these people?
Etched in stone, frozen in time immemorial.
Names and dates I do not know,
Loving Wife, Dutiful Mother,
And the saddest of all,
Those who died at five, three
Stillborn.
The world’s history is buried underground;
The sacred scrolls which carry it are found
In cemeteries.
Tombstones tell me what I need to know.
No matter when it happens,
I will not be alone.
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4/24/2024 9:11:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is beautifully gothic. I loved it... It gave me chills (the good kind. The kind that bring one to contemplate things)