Graveyards are interesting places
Written in stone
Are the names of those
Who didn't die in
Chronological order
Some tragic
Some natural
All planned
At exactly the right moment
A vivid picture
Of incomplete family trees
To be added to
Against our will
And a backdrop of sackcloth
And fresh smelling flowers
Buried deep in the ground
Are a million thoughts and unfulfilled dreams
That no one will ever know
Until the time is right
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