Cemetery Trees

Lonely trees in a graveyard. The leaves have fallen, the air is cold and still. Silence keeps close watch over this space

Dark, bundled shadows stand during a final ceremony that momentarily breaks the earth. Words are said and then they vanish.

Silence once again returns.

knowing that i must die

in grief remembering

in the shadow of

i leave behind my heyday


i shall see no more

in the forgotten dust

like a sad exile

all my hopes and fears


my last sleep serene

the eternal years

bitterly i weep

i seek the still grave


resigning to eternal night