Country Churchyard Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

In an old country churchyard dwells grief
Remorseful, sly behind grey stone walls
Standing guard over silent beds of clay.
This is where the dead rest grave deep
Graves overgrown with grass and weeds
Stark stone markers with dates, names inscribed
People who once loved and were loved
Giving brief biographies of lives once lived.
Headstones crumpling and smudged with moss
That has obliterated carved dates and names
People long gone and forgotten with passing time,
Fathers, mothers, grandparents, and children
All lying within lonely plots interned for eternity.
Life reigns briefly before death abdicates.