To form an opinion

Is to

set yourself in stone

Those who knew you

will mark your life

upon stone

 

Stones erected as if they were pushed up through the crust of the earth

Speak of Centuries where the assemblance of family and their dispersements

Hold their mark of transferance 

 

Some living souls stand in remembrance

With sopped cheeks

Carrying the love that penetrated and passed through time

 

Respect for the dead

The height of the mountain they had to climb

To those who dodged the rolling boulders

To those who never saw them coming

To those who slipped between the cracks

To those who found it easier to walk down hill

To those who got lost along the way

To those who sacroficed

To those who found contentment

To those who truely lived

To those who held faith

To those who would not be misguided

To those who soared above the clouds

To those who held a trusted heart

To those who were ready to part 

Praise to those who gave their love to show others the elevater to the top

 

Thanks to the keepers who maintain their memories 

Held in the words upon the stone