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Sep 2013
Not one to visit graves
I find the dead poor company

I might look closer at the lichen
Or observe the yew tree canopy
Or read the names just to see how fashions change

But for those left lying there
I don't see them, they don't see me
One day I'll be like them
Scarce a memory
Timothy, one of our most active members, has been on hp for a year, one his specialities being graveyard poems.  Thanks for all your comments.
martin
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martin  England
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