Grandad 1914
Jun 28, 2013 9:30:04 GMT
Post by raymond on Jun 28, 2013 9:30:04 GMT
The Gemmell Family,
Your tombstone stands among the rest,
neglected and alone,
The name and date are chiselled
out on the polished marble stone
It reaches out to all who care
it is to late to mourn
you do not know that i exist
you died and i was born,
yet each of us are cells of you,
in flesh, in blood, in bone,
our blood contracts and beats a pulse,
entirely not our own.,
dear ancestor,the place you filled
so many years ago,
spreads out among the ones you left
who would have loved you so,
i wonder if you lived and loved,
i wonder if you knew,
that some day i would find you and
come and visit you.
Raymond.
Your tombstone stands among the rest,
neglected and alone,
The name and date are chiselled
out on the polished marble stone
It reaches out to all who care
it is to late to mourn
you do not know that i exist
you died and i was born,
yet each of us are cells of you,
in flesh, in blood, in bone,
our blood contracts and beats a pulse,
entirely not our own.,
dear ancestor,the place you filled
so many years ago,
spreads out among the ones you left
who would have loved you so,
i wonder if you lived and loved,
i wonder if you knew,
that some day i would find you and
come and visit you.
Raymond.
