Poem2024-07-25T09:32:52+00:00

Burial By Love

By: Norman Dean VanPelt

As I lay on my slab,
staring with sewn eyes
at the smiles upside down,
does she know the cause?

As I'm lowered down,
all I see are veil's of black
staring back at me,
Do you know the cause?

As the soil falls,
down into place
I stare back at their disgrace,
Does the coroner know the cause?

As my soul slips away,
I know we'll meet another day
on a distant plane of reality,
Does anyone know the cause was LOVE!