another poem

I love this poem, its so beautiful but oh soo sad , i had to post it tho, cos i know you guys will understand why i find it so lovely , and sad


The day was lovely as I strolled along, peering at stones on the way
And that’s when I saw it, that pitiful cross, that looked splintered and faded away
With flowers in hand to tend Father’s grave, I knew I must hurry along
But I couldn’t help but linger awhile, at that cross that just didn’t belong
The date on the front confirmed my suspicions, of what already I knew
A child lay beneath that horrible cross, and its faded color of blue
What selfish parents they must have been, to bury their child all alone
Without flowers or candles to light the night, and not even a simple headstone
I looked even closer at that awful cross that was nearly splintered away
And there on the back, I read the words that changed me forever that day

“This cross isn’t grand, but it was carved by my hands, so you’ll know son, how much I care
It’s the color of blue to remind me of you, and how painful it is I’m not there
That it’s you who is gone and it’s me living on, while your young life has come to an end
And I’m left alone, never again with a home, and a grave that’s too painful to tend”

Tears stung my eyes as I looked all around, at the monuments that ragged cross put to shame
And I shared with those parents their horrible loss that brought them such terrible pain
And all the tombstones, some even taller than me, suddenly seemed small in a way
Next to that little handmade cross, carved with such love and the flowers I planted that day

( i didnt write this btw)



Edited by caitlynsmygirl