Grave Turn
I’ll stand that day,
at the foot of your grave.
Just past the last of those who cared.
My presence will be for a moment,
give a second for each stolen year.
A prayer, I will bring only one.
Cold eulogy from a son.
Not because I have lost you.
No…because I have forgotten you.
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Ash Douglas
Cuts deep.
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Indeed, there’s a lot of pain behind that one. Thanks for reading.
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