>From: Glory Bee <[email protected]> >Reply-To: [email protected] >Subject: NMGEN-L: The Grave No One Tended >Date: Thu, 22 Feb 2001 09:39:54 -0700 > >The Grave No One Tended > > 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 while > 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. > > > > > _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com