Never! shall I wander <br />from my old cold withered home, <br /> <br />where the rain streams down <br />in mirrored sheets <br />upon the marble crypts below, <br /> <br />by the steple fence! by the wooden gate! <br />by the bone white broken tomb! <br /> <br />from where I shall never wander, <br />waiting only <br />for God to come.<br /><br />Cemetery man<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-for-god-to-come/
