Six Feet Above

I promised myself I wasn't going to post anything cliche, but after realizing that my patience isn't infinite I decided to walk down to the cemetery at the end of the street.

I am always amazed with how much special care is put into the grounds even though most of those whose names are found on gravestones have long since been forgotten.

Growing up next to a mysterious lone grave in the woods has helped me to affirm that ghosts don't exist. Although, I probably wouldn't be in the mood for haunting if I had plastic flowers arranged in ugly shapes around my grave, either.