Tuesday, October 13, 2015
My Stone Grave Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Why stand at my grave to mourn and to weep?
Yes I am there wrapped with vile worms; a phenomena called eternal sleep.
Search for me not in thousands winds that all seasons blow.
Nor shall I be in the diamond glints on winter snow.
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8/20/2025 6:39:08 PM # 1.0.0
Thoughts of loved ones standing at our graves crying, saddens life's expectations to a degree. We are no longer able to here their whispers or see their tears when death takes us away, but before we go knowing this will happen anyway. Great poem, Nero, loved it immensely. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn