Beyond the gate

lies a lone grave

a piece of a lost life

one that could not be saved

 

Family visits

broken pieces of the past

each speaks of times long ago

wanting each moment to life

 

The lone stone

carrying a star next to the name

a symbol of war

the world will never be the same

 

Broken pieces

family filled with grief

trying to build a new life

still in disbelief

 

Time passes

love never dies

there are moments of laughter

some happiness is a surprise

 

Broken pieces

the heart begins to heal

each piece glued together

more life to feel

 

The lone stone

merely now a place

as the departed spirit

now lives in the heart’s space

 

copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce

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