The cemetery is alive

Amy Michelle Mosier

The cemetery is alive

With freshly cut mums and poinsettias.

Gathering people make it even more abuzz.

 

A crisp wind blows

Over each receding blade of grass –

Slowly turning them the color of brass.

 

A handful of tombstones –

Sun-dappled underneath oak trees –

Are scratched by fallen amber leaves.

 

The crucifixion mound

Overlooking it inspires the Christmas spirit

Within the hearts of those who visit.

  • Author: Amy Michelle Mosier (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 7th, 2025 13:32
  • Category: special-occasion
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  • sorenbarrett

    Some very nice lines (A handful of tombstones –Sun-dappled underneath oak trees –Are scratched by fallen amber leaves.) lovely



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