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The Forgotten Graveyard by Kelly Sandel

The Forgotten Graveyard

by Kelly Sandel

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In deep a woods where no one goes

And by a road that no one knows,

Near remnants of a church of yore

Does sprawl a graveyard, slighted poor.

The once-great iron gates now lay

All twisted, rusted in decay.

The fence that kept a silent watch

Is crushed beneath a spreading larch.

Ten gnarly oaks surround the place,

Their branches cov’ring all the space;

Which makes the graveyard dark and weird

A site that’s quiet, awed—and feared.

The mossy gravestones seem to ail

As nothing’s left back in detail.

How cock-eyed ’tis it would amaze—

But shadows of the olden days.

Weeds grow so high they hide it all;

Surrounds the region like a wall.

No humans come to cause defect,

And so’s a graveyard of neglect.

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