On a visit to a cemetery recently I noticed some overgrown graves,
Fresh flowers now that your gone.
That is not going to last long.
Glasses raised in your honour.
Tears shared in a quiet corner.
Living goes on and memories fade.
Graveside visits are seldom made.
Photographs peeling off the wall.
Soon your names not heard at all.
Life is short and can be cruel.
People should realise that its a jewel.
Precious are the moments that we share
and when they are gone its so unfair.