Eleanor Rigby played

As I sat at the table.

She was lonely.

Nothing stays.

I too am lonely at times

But rhymes

Keep me company.

 

 

We all must die

Lonely or Otherwise.

Makeup on girl’s eyes

Will not keep

Them from sleep.

And poetry has saved

None from the grave.

 

 

Yet later that same day

A child greeted me

In the cemetery

In early spring