Neglected and alone.
The name and dates are chiseled out,
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care,
It's not too late to mourn.
You did not know that we exist,
You died and we were born.
Yet each of us are cells of you,
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our Hearts contract and beat a pulse,
Not entirely our own.
Author Unknown
Neglected and alone.
The name and dates are chiseled out,
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care,
It's not too late to mourn.
You did not know that we exist,
You died and we were born.
Yet each of us are cells of you,
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our Hearts contract and beat a pulse,
Not entirely our own.
Author Unknown