Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

They are the sentinels of this resting place 
The silent guardians of those gone before us
They have stood for ages 
Some leaning and faded by the ravages of time
But are they truly silent 
Varied in color and shape - etched in their granite or marble armor -they reveal a message
A few lines by surviving loved ones 
With a glimpse of their human essence 
for all to see
Trying to capture the nature of each one is a formidable task but their attempts are admirable 
They-as always will be joined by other
sentinels bearing their own individual 
tribute to their newly arrived charges
 
This scenario is to be played over and 
over as It has in the past -symbolizing
the connection- bonded by love