Solitary Cross
Solitary Cross
A moody breeze rustles the flowers surrounding a weather stained cross,
That simply marks a forgotten loss,
Perhaps a life stolen or death met with agéd dignity.
We persist as ash.
We persist as dust.
We persist in memory.
Eroded by the rain.
Scattered by the wind.
Faded by the sun.
Solitary Cross
A moody breeze rustles the flowers surrounding a weather stained cross,
That simply marks a forgotten loss,
Perhaps a life stolen or death met with agéd dignity.
We persist as ash.
We persist as dust.
We persist in memory.
Eroded by the rain.
Scattered by the wind.
Faded by the sun.
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