Poem ✏️ | A Quiet Place

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The sleeping bodies of the ones we love all gone by,
All lying quietly beneath the earth's soil.
So quiet and peaceful place of sorrows,
The living walk quietly searching for the grave of there love ones,
As they remember their final farewell.

The dead has nothing to do with the living,
They only bring sorrows and joy to the loved ones living.
The loved ones visit the graves in row,
Some stand close to their graves showing some reflections.
Some walk around speaking aloud of affection,
Some visit the grave for a short time while others stay for a long time,
All shading tears or remembering memories of joy.

A lot of graves have lovely flowers on it,
Some with new designs of nature's showers,
While some are been forgotten out of memory,
No one to care or shade tears.
What is left on their grave is only stones.

Every grave has a story to tell in life,
This stories act as life's seeds.
Some stories are written in the family histories,
While some are unknown puzzles,
One day all will be forgotten as time goes by,
Slowly all the memories will fade away and die.

A place so quiet and peaceful,
Full of many deep sorrows.
The living looking at the grave where memories lie,
They mourn sadly until they say their final goodbye.