Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Sitting At The Cemetery Comments

Rating: 4.3

I sat alone at the cemetery on a bright sunny day
Listening to the song birds sing aloud and at play
The sun shone brightly in a clear blue sky
And thinking of my love a tear I did cry.
...
Read full text

COMMENTS
Valsa George 14 April 2013

After reading your biography, when I went through this poem, I sense a lump in my throat! ! When hearts are bonded in love, physical absence doesn' t weaken the deep sentiments. But Remember, time is a great healer! !

0 0 Reply
Neela Nath Das 11 April 2013

Death can't separate the beloved ones.The delicate thread of love and respect persist in heart of hearts.Terrific!

0 0 Reply
Lyn Pendleton 10 April 2013

Hi, really enjoyed reading. I buried Molly my dog in a good spot in a lightly wooded area. a few days ago I found a square piece of stone of some kind, and managed to lug it the quarter mile to where she is, so I can paint it, decorate it, and whatever else to give remembrance. and I also tell her I love her each time I visit. very good poem, take care

0 0 Reply
Aftab Alam Khursheed 03 April 2013

Its an elegy for your beloved wife, best way to par and say I LOVE YOU.Very nice Mr.David Wood

0 0 Reply
David Wood

David Wood

London
Close
Error Success