Beautiful Flowers

I walked through the iron gate
And am surrounded by the memories
Of people who've come and gone
Their names are carved in stone
And beautiful flowers attempt to
hide the sadness and pain
These people and their families have felt.
And fill some empty void
Within someone's heart so that they can go on
And keep this loved one in their heart,
Knowing that their body is surrounded by beauty
And their soul will live in peace.