Friday, 1 January 2016

Stone Memorials

Another year, another stone
Memorial to add to so many
Already standing alone
And without a penny

In their dead pockets
For bangers and mash
And sky rockets
And other trash.

A new year has flown
In through the window
For flesh and bone
To greet and grow.

You say Hello,
I say Goodbye.
The old had to go;
The old had to fly

Into what is now
A fallen bird;
Into what is now
A song unheard.

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