Just Another Thing

by reginadee2014

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Just Another Thing

Regina Puckett


We try so hard to carve out our spot

Only to be buried in an empty lot

Lying under an ugly gray stone

So cold, so forgotten, so alone

The only  thing to show we were here

A shadow of a ghost no one can hear

A name chiseled next to a date

Who left here will remember our fate?

Will anyone stop by our grave and reminisce

Or will we be just another thing the world doesn’t miss?