Posted on October 28, 2022
It seemed so real
The sad way
It made me feel
The death of a child
Buried alive
In the fair town
Of Newton
I felt like Rasputin
A big fish
In a small town
When I'd walk
Through the cemetery
At night to Scouts
Halstead Street School
Ghosts? I had my doubts
There in the rocks
I was scared,
I was shocked
I heard a dull moan
Of those not full grown
I pointed my flashlight
On the rocks in the night
Unto my squinted site
A headstone I spied
It didn't seem right
It wasn't a dream
But tragically real
The headstone I read
Of three children
Who lie here dead
This is a true story. I really did walk past this grave on my way to middle school. A fun website that mentions this is here:
Posted on October 22, 2022
Step inside
My newfound friend
Its the beginning
Not the end
There's a family plot
At the front of the house
Not a creature is stirring
Not even a mouse
The burial ground
Has been disturbed
Don't you worry
She's not perturbed
They say she wanders
Around at night
Giving the living
Quite a fright
Posted on October 20, 2022
We've been waiting for you
All these years
Patiently
As you posed
In store windows
For people to see
We knew it would take time
For you to
Acquiesce
Take these steps
Climb these stairs
To your eternal rest
Posted on October 17, 2022
Where have you gone?
My old friend
They used to call you
Confidence
When I was young
I knew it all
Now I know nothing
'Cept common sense
Posted on October 15, 2022
"We're only human"
She said to Him
"Take a vacation
From yourself"
"Count your blessings
Not your curses
After all
Many have it much worse"
I guess shes right
I am that He
I forgive myself
"Right" said she
I was reminded this week that sometimes we can be a little too hard on ourselves. A few years back someone said the magic phrase “Take a vacation from yourself”.
Words worth a song for sure!