Have you ever seen a living graveyard..! Half dead men with lifeless dreams.. You can see them, all over our ways.. and You can feel them, only if You get wet in the rain they're passing by..
Cover me with soft earth, when I'm gone. Visit with lilies, blue iries and Hydrangea occasionally. Some shall wither and fall as seeds, from them. Some may root in the ground and grow. Believe then, the fallen I, have found peace.