By: Kevin Magnus
When the day comes to set my name in stone,
to be placed in the ground all alone,
will there be tears of grieving pain
now that I will be entering a higher domain?
Or will there be no tears shed that day,
no one to mourn or pray.
Maybe I would truly be remembered,
to stand forever like the giant timber.
No one will know until that day comes,
when I go cold and my body goes numb,
Nothing more then flesh and bone,
on the day my name is set in stone.
About the Author
Kevin Magnus is a new submitter to the site’. He has just recently started writing poetry, and has found a new passion that he never knew was there.