An epitaph poem:
I dare not look upon the rows,
Of polished stone where flowers grow,
For an aching pain soars through my chest,
When I see your name and where you rest,
For I'm reminded of how the universe took you away,
Leaving me alone in my dismay,
My cold silent tears fall to the floor,
I really can't take this anymore,
Without you, a piece of my heart is gone,
And I'm finding it hard to just carry on,
But my tears dry and I ignore the pain,
Because I know one day I'll see you again.