I touch the gravestone
Warm from the afternoon sun.
I have come
Here alone,
Many a time
My mind
Full of rhyme.
But under the cold gravestone
There is neither sun
Nor rhyme.
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K Morris - Poet 
Touching poem, Kevin. We are on this Earth for such a short time.
I’m pleased you can relate to my poem, Vivienne. As you say, we are on this earth for such a short space of time. Best wishes. Kevin
I fully agree with Vivienne, Kevin. This short time on earth we have to do our best. xx Michael