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Friday, July 13, 2012

Only in My Dreams Can a Cemetery Be a Getaway


I remember dreaming
of a getaway in town,
a place to relax
just beyond those trees
where the church cemetery sits.

A quiet quaint place
where the sun shines on the lake
and the docks are always calm.

This must be
what death is to me,
because in reality
 it is no getaway
but a place to spend an eternity.