Hands Of The Gratefull Gravedigger Poem by travis jones
Hands Of The Gratefull Gravedigger
Weary indeed are hands such as these from the prick of piney wood slivers
ley split earthy seems to place inert things
that these hands do daily deliver
They need not of rest and instead try their best
to hold on to remnants of vigor
Thankful for life with its toil and strife
Are the hands of the grateful gravedigger
i dont like that i used these, that, they, and the all in one poem. kind of repetitive but i dident want to fiddle with it becouse i liked the meter if that makes any since.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 12:33:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thankful for life with its toil and strife Are the hands of the grateful gravedigger nice ending, the poem is beautiful, thanks