Gravestone Marker

In silence, the night doth sing so softly;

a lullaby sweet in its melody. 

Beneath the ground doth she lie,

long ago life's breath'd been sighed. 

Infinitely shrowded in the black of death,

stolen in the instants breadth. 

At her head a boy does kneel;

a wound no amount of time can heal.

Fingers trace the words on stone,

and memories of her, like leaves blown.

The gravestone marker -  chiseled there

the words of love, again her prayer.

Read the words as said before:

Walk in heavens - in hearts. Love once more.