Standing tall and proud amongst the

Stones of remembrance, stands a lone

Symbol of life.

Ever watching, the mourners at their

Vigils, and the uneasy spirits that

Lurk the night.

She watches, steadfast and earnest as

The arrivals are fitted within their

Eternal homes.

For each body placed into that hallowed

Ground, she adds a bud of new life, showing

That death isn't the end.

She stands there as a reminder, that life

Never leaves, that all must come full circle,

And that spirits fill the trees.

Do not despair, but turn your eyes to its

Leaves, and though as the body rots away

The blossoms never die.