Stones

Ink lings

StonesGranite blocks of stone
Stand vigil all alone
Lean as if in prayer
Forever

Where seldom footsteps tread
Here among the dead
Memories interred
Forgotten

Faithful through the years
Where long bereft of tears
Remnants of a past
Lay silent

A lifetime etched in stone
Name and date alone
In loving memory of
Whomever

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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer .wordpress.com as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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2 Responses to Stones

  1. A life set in stone Bob.

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