I have no graveside to visit
No sombre place where the grass just grows
No hallowed ground with sadness implicit
No flower holder for a rose
Nowhere to stand in silence and remember
Nowhere to listen to the fall of rain
No headstone, ashes or dying ember
Nowhere to go and feel the pain
Instead I will find quietness somewhere
Instead I will make my very own place
Where the breezes soft or high winds rare
Will help me remember your face
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
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I sense deeper meaning to this poem where a grave is not where the person is anymore and one is forgotten and one must find one's own place
This was an enjoyable read. I loved your poem. The line "Will help me remember your face" has so much power and so much intimate feeling. I believe you will find a place where you can have solace to see this person's face again and again. Thank you for sharing.
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