Author Information
The Dash
Folder:
Christian Moving through a lonesome yard of stones
Each with a name finely engraved
Rarely a visitor, they’re all alone
Keeping each lives’ paths secretly paved
Reading the dates, under the names
Wondering what secrets are stashed
When in between the dates all that remains
Represents their lives as a dash
Cracks and crevices on the stones left to show
The age and mystery of the rock
Given a second thought, someone must have known
The secrets of these lives everyone forgot
For a time someone must have mourned
The loss of their dear loved one
A dedicated visitor with a heart so torn
Until the day that they, too, passed on
Now years have gone by, since someone last came
To visit these mystery-filled lots
To a passer-by, they’re just stones with a name
And a date with a dash we all forgot ~
