Who Now..... Brings Them Flowers?
I saw a sea of crosses,
That shimmered in the sun.
They cast long shadows,
...Linking .......everyone.
Silently they sleep,
Amidst a pleasant vale.
Mothers', sons.........everyone,
From the fields of slaughter .
Time has cast it's web.
Now fathers,sons and daughters.
All .....have passed together
They reminisce, no longer.
Family's, etched in stone .....
..........for evermore.
Giajl © Jim Love