In the serenity

trees along the way

sits many markers

monuments of another day

 

Some are etched with sayings

of how life was lived

personal expressions

some are a fib

 

Others carry nothing

erased by the passing of time

wind and rain cleanse them

stones not worth a dime

 

Others cluster together

telling of a plague

many lives lost

details are vague

 

After passing through life

only a marker remains

is this the only story

do we leave nothing but grain

 

Leaving a mark

an expression of who we are

can be accomplished

we need not go far

 

A mark is left on others

as we express kindness and love

remembering who we were

a gift from above

 

copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce

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