On a bright, sunny day, I
Found myself walking in a
Graveyard, slowly pondering
Every row of grey stones.
Faded names chiselled with care.
Echoing the life that once
Breathed above the cold earth,
And I tried to imagine
Every story that lay underneath.
Looming before me was the
Truth that I would one day
Be nothing more than a
Fading name on a crumbling stone,
And this truth puzzled me,
Amazed me, and I felt small.
All their dreams, careful plans,
Lay buried in their bones,
The sound of their laughter
Never to be heard again,
Threads once so bright now
At their dull end forever.
And I left that graveyard
A little older, a bit wiser.
Ready to live my every day
As though it were my last,
Determined to imbed myself
In the memories of others
So I might yet escape
Being wiped away by time.
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