A PHOTO OF AN OLD GRAVE (Courtesy of Danny Reynolds) <br /> <br />This was once <br />a very grand grave, <br />Very, very, old, <br />but still standing. <br /> <br />Surrounded <br />by carved stone fencing, <br />headed off <br />by an ornate Gothic cross. <br /> <br />But now unattended <br />for scores of years, <br />there is a new mourner. <br /> <br />Inside the rectangle, <br />a tree has sprouted, <br />and been allowed to grow. <br /> <br />The main stem, erupting <br />from where the head would lay. <br />The roots drawing <br />from the nutrients below. <br /> <br />When I look at this scene, <br />I feel pity and joy in equal parts, <br />as I sense both neglect <br />...and resurrection. <br /> <br />So. <br />Do graveyards need a license <br />for their poet-magnets? <br /> <br />Fred Babbin<br /><br />Fred Babbin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-photo-of-an-old-grave-courtesy-of-danny-reynolds/
