Forgotten In Time Poem by Herbert Dry

Forgotten In Time



A stack of stones or brick set
in place

Their identities hidden from
our face

Walking through the cemetery I find nothing
there to tell me of their
time

No names or dates are recorded
there

Where they came from we know
not where

No flowers on their grave do
I see

Their only visitor is
just me

Who are these people that time
has forgot

No family or friends to visit
this spot

There's a feeling of loneliness that fills
the air

In the land of the living no one
to care

There was a time at this spot loved
one's once stood

They gathered here and did the best
they could

Saturday, April 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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