The Gravestone Poem by Phil Soar

He sat alone, by that granite stone
Her name carved upon it
With the years engraved together
Like some stolen years that god took away
They would spend the time together
Talking
Reliving those years that were carved there
And although she didn't speak
He knew she was there
Listening
As she had been for the last year
And he knew that when he left
She would still be there tomorrow
And yet he only cried as he left
Knowing he would return
One way or another
To rest by that stone
For a while