Monday, December 14, 2009

Dear Ancestor

Your Tombstone Stands Among The Rest;
Neglected And Alone.
The Name And Date Are Chiseled Out
On Polished Marbled Stone.
It Reaches Out to all Who Care
It Is to Late To Mourn,
Yet Each Of Us Are Cells Of You
Our Blood Contracts And Beats A Pulse
Entirely Not Our Own.
Dear Ancestor, The Place You Filled
One Hundred Years Ago
Spreads Out Among The Ones You Loved So,
I Wonder If you Knew
That Someday I would find this Spot,
And Come To Visit You
Author Unknown

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