You’ll Be Us Someday

 

I drive past this cemetery every (week)day on my way home from work. Today was different. Today felt like driving past a crowd of people, standing, watching, only observing, bound to where they are, knowing I am alive, and all they can do is watch and say, “You’ll be us someday.”

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s