I wish that on just one day of the year the dead could speak What would they say? What would my relatives say to me? What would my grandparents, my uncles, former classmates say? There are over 100 billion people who have lived and died The stories they could tell about the time frames they lived in My cemetery in my home town has birth dates from the 1880's The newer ones are put where I used to practice golfing Would they warn us of what their bad decisions led them to Would they be speaking from heaven or somewhere else? Did they all make it to heaven? I know I won't know that till I die I imagine you get to meet people from the past Especially the famous ones like Michael Jackson
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
I am going to visit some graves this weekend, even a pet cemetery.
I wish they could talk to us once in a while too verbally. However, I do feel they send us messages through God sightings such as Butterflies, flowers and birds and other forms in nature through God. Blessings to you this Memorial Day Mcradloff.
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Kathy