Empty Grave

An Empty Grave'

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Just a thought!

Standing at an empty grave, I pondered, who was it's intended?

Six feet down, covered in flowers, through the night I have defended.

Waiting on a family train to arrive with their fallen guest,

Time ticks on, no break in site, I stand watch to complete my quest.

Hours through an endless night, now daylight extends my grief...

I face the hole, and curse my soul, for a moment of relief'....

                                                                                                       

                                                                                                      

                                                                                                      

                                                                                                                                               

                  

                                                                                                                     


Author's Notes/Comments: 

"An Empty Grave"      ...or...        "Fully Dressed in my Sunday Best"                         

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