A Visit to the Graveyard

I see the ancient vines covering the graves like a shield.

It’s so calm and peaceful walking among them.

The sad forgotten graves crumbling slowly like decaying wood

dull, lifeless stones sitting in a sea of colour.

The smell of salty sea air from the coast

the scent of perfume drifting in the air

wondering what people still visit this beautiful and mysterious place.

I hear the silent voices of lost souls speaking to one another

whispering of memories long ago

in another time.

 

by Finn – Strone Primary

 

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