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The Valley Cemetery | GarettPhotography
A walk in the cemetery.
Not the right place to be merry.
Dark shadows creep in
as dark as their sin.
Wings flap around me.
I’m cold as can be.
A brief tap on my shoulder.
I run to the boulder.
“No one is here,”
I say in fear.
But footsteps, I do hear.
Echo as they draw near.
“Oh no, they have found me.”
A fresh grave waits for me.
Love ya!
Jane
cemetery after reading this. Well done Susanne,
Ron
fascinating places that feed the Gothic
imagination. Some simply love the peace
and quiet or the beautiful statuary
and headstones.