Oh how I miss the Cemetery
I now only drive by, Occasionally
I miss the serene, peaceful ground
And the silence, barely a sound
I must find the time to visit again
To just sit back and breath it all in
That I am life
And this is death
We are put on this earth for a test
A test to show your inner strength
A test to believe, there is something after death
So do not fear the Cemetery gate
You’ll get there one day, even if you are Late
Copyright Reserved May 2014
LYN PAUL
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