Hopscotch Eulogy Poem by Cheryl McDonnell

Up with the slow the quick and the dead
Over the tiles and off with their heads
Innocence is the devils smile
One leap be a thousand miles

Come along now for we are late
Might just miss that special date
I remember the shop window
The beekeepers shop in the December snow

Happy graveyard under the autumn fall
Wander the headstones to the door
Don’t dare go inside for the wrath of god
Is just the words of an angry man with a rod

A family grave sits alone
So many years upon the stones
Cars hum round the tight corner
This is a secluded place of the lonely mourner.