Fresh Flowers

On a visit to a cemetery recently I noticed some overgrown graves,

Fresh Flowers

Fresh flowers now you have gone.
but they are not going to last too long.
A glass is raised in your honour,
tears are shared in a quiet corner.

Living goes on and memories fade,
soon graveside visits are seldom made.
Photographs peeling off the wall,
soon your name is not heard at all.

Life is short and it can be cruel.
especially when it is not valued like a jewel.
Precious are the moments that we share
and when they are gone it is so unfair.

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