Situated at the far end of the seafront,
peaceful; untroubled and unhurried.
Alone but cared for.
Rows of litchen covered grave stones,
each one representing a life,
a loved one lost.
Stories of heros; public servants and public figures.
Stones of you and I.
Shady trees and leafy pathways,
the tiny church sat nestled to one side,
overlooking the cove.
A beach like any other,
white sand and blue seas.
...Perfect companions
