The sun, stars, or moon,
looking over the people around
protecting them
as they are walking through.
Not many living people around,
only the bodies of the passed.
Their spirits are in heaven,
yet they are together forever.
People walking around frantically,
missing their loved ones so.
Their tears rolling down their faces,
but yet they are so happy.
The river flowing freely
not even two feet away/
Smelling all the fresh flowers
surrounding this perfect place.
This is a poem I had to write for english, I couldnt write it the way I wanted to, so I am going to now that I have the idea in my head. It should be better than this poem.
