Stones

By toshmc

Wed, 29 Aug 2012
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The graveyard goes on beyond
Through miles and miles of wooded silence.
The grasses' soft soliloquy,
The oaks at ease.
Each marker a hidden gem
In the once remembered, now forgotten
Final Eden.

Certificate U
Poem
Poetry 2012
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Submitted by The Walrus on
That's a lovely piece, toshmc - I don't know how you paint such an extensive picture with so few words.