Grave yard

This is a place I like to visit when I'm in England

Its a grave yard

The graves are very old

no new ones

I walk quietly around reading about

"loving wife"'s and "dearest son"'s

I see the dates of births and deaths

so long ago

I see names of big families

which lost old grandma's and newborn children

sometimes spouses who lived years and years alone

after their loved one had passed away.

The dates are from 1700 and 1800

so I think this is graves of quite wealthy people

poor people in this area probably didn't get buried

with such style.

But the wealthy ones also lost their loved ones
I think about the fact that

in the end they were just like us

or we're like them.

We get born and we die

and in between those dates

there's Life

None of these people are remembered now by living relatives

but their grave stones are still here

telling me about them being born

and dying

I don't know them

and I can only imagine the life they had.