You're Never Alone in a Graveyard (Part One)

Spirit children dance under the evergreen trees. Their dresses float in the air. Blonde and brown hair bounce out of their bows. Giggles fill the air. A child walks up to me, "Will you play with me?" Brown eyes plead.

"I can't right now," I whisper.

The child goes back to the games and dancing, unaware he had just talked to the living. I smile at the carefree children. Their pain and suffering are over. Some lives were cut short and not fully lived. They are at peace now and can play forever. It never rains. The sun always shines. There is always someone to play with. You're never alone in a graveyard.

(c) Jacqueline Weerts, March 23, 2012