Shadows

I stand beneath the shadowed tree,
my heart so full of grief,
I read the stones of those I love,
caught up in memories past,
I wish to disappear in time
for a moment not meant to last.

Moss covered,
Wrapped in slumber deep,
Eternity is theirs now.
Laid to rest one by one
I wonder who will care for them
When I take my final sleep.

I stumble from that field of bones,
reflecting on my thoughts
I watch as the sun descends
Knowing time is short.