There Go I Poem by Frederick Nellist

Here in this place memories unfold
They lie buried beneath the mould
They'll not wound or cause me pain
I won't dance with those days again.

A place for dreamers, people like me
My mind paints pictures only I can see
I smile at the children playing nearby
I wish them happiness for there go I.

To cherished memories I most humbly bow
No longer have sweat upon their brow
They rest contented, their council keep
We will speak again when I go to sleep.

Days gone by that were surely blessed
I speak in whispers and let spirits rest
My kin's ghosts know I am passing by
To a place of my own where I will die.