There are creeping feelings of loneliness currently pounding on my existence
Thoughts, feelings, emotions, staggering weightlessly with no hint of resistance
Searching for the cure to this human condition of all
The ancient spirit, prowling the earth since the fall
A day has past and the joy begins to wane
A year has past and nothing will ever be the same
Clouds of empathy fill the room
Clouds for a soul whom I never knew
She lies in the ground, her stone knocked over
Desecrated, alone, engulfed by clover
Throughout distant lands her seed was lain
Laid beneath the far off terrain
Dreaming of Sunset and Vine and west coast rain
Sleeping under the stars with never ending pain
She has seen the the days go by forgotten
Forgotten by the world and her children begotten
A date and a name, her only memory
Engraved in stone, gone for a century