CEMETERY LIFE

CEMETERY LIFE
I live my life in cemeteries
names and dates- cold grave stone
A wilted rose, a ribbon fades
Here I kneel on my own

I live my life in cemeteries
candles burn and shadows thrown
Pinwheels spinning in the wind
Six feet above a box of bone

I live my life in cemeteries
For yesterday I must atone
All my days lived in the past
a forlorn cry, a mournful moan

I live my life in cemeteries
thinking of the time that’s flown
But there are no spirits around
The ghosts have left me here alone.
Kathy Keogh

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