far end of the graveyard

cant find it for tall weeds

but why did I come here?

thorn pricks, leg bleeds

this grass needs cutting

Billy always was a liar

there's daffodils dead

more blood from a briar

should have put on a coat

hurt me when he strayed

its starting to snow again

not only me he betrayed

trips on a trailing bramble

marble knocks her ...

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Ten years it stared at me

A reminder of that windy night

When red wine was spilled in anger

Just by the coffee table.

I let it be but often, bored by TV

Or trying in vain to read

I'd let my eye linger as it faded.

A bit like me, for

I never found anyone else.

Instead I kept it but

Heard about her the other day.

She never had a clue about her Axminster memorial

N...

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