A Visit To The Final Resting Place.

As I walked through the graveyard I experienced a mixed feeling Of sadness and happiness, The sun was shining, It certainly was a beautiful day outside And the sky was a crisp blue There was the first sign of spring And the gentle breeze carried a familiar smell The place was extremely peaceful and beautiful Most of the graves had the nameplates, Showing date of birth and death, And few graves that caught my attention, Were those of a Hockey player, a retired Judge A musician, a timber merchant and A retired head master, Probably they might not have met during their lifetime But they are neighbors now. And who knows who else were buried before them And who will be buried afterwards, Today they all are resting in peace, In the middle of the cemetery. Stands a towering monument, As I walked towards it, A thick orange carpet, Stifled the sound of my footsteps, And I wondered today I am on my foot, But when I will come here finally, I won't be on my foot.