Kensal Green Serenity 


In affectionate memory

Sacred at rest

Stone monuments rise and fall

Decaying reflections testing time

A stamp on existence

I was here and this is proof

In the silence and company of you

Quiet solitude of natures urban sprawl

Widows cradle crucifixes tightly in Victorian shawls of sorrow and grief

Ivy clings optimistically to letters on stone

Let my memory populate and wrap the alone.

Crows fly and robins perch on the earth where you belong.

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

Gone – in avenues and plots tended and forgot

A place where I feel at home

Kensal Green serenity

Burry me here in this cemetery.
Damien Arness-Dalton.

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