The Graveyard
An elderly was man standing at a graveyard
gate
Screaming and sobbing at the sight of the
lock
Shaking the bars with his quivering hands,
he shows his hate
“Why?” I ask myself as I drive around the
block
Is he lost and confused this time of
night?
Is he eager to rush to his fate?
Is he curious to see the newly departed
souls come to light?
Or…is he simply looking for his life-long
mate?
Lost and confused, he is all alone
Wishing it had been him that left this
earth
His wife’s body was laid to rest earlier
today, her name was all he could moan.
To lie beside her once more, he’d give all
he had of worth
Not even knowing this couple, I could feel
his pain
Driving by at five a.m, and seeing him so
desperately trying to get in
A single tear feel down my cheek as I
pulled off to the side of the lane
All he wanted was her back, the way things
had been.
Outside a graveyard gate, an elderly man
stood
Weeping and crying for his lost love,
trying to remember all he could.