I may have never heard of her before, but may she be remembered by her family and friends.
I stepped up to a single gravestone.
It was different from all the other breeds,
Its name was carved in a way that was beautiful, yet it was alone.
The stone was covered in moss and weeds,
"What did I find so interesting about this one?"
"Why did I look upon a stone that carried a name that I never known?"
They where already dead, I couldn't meet them personally, at least not under this sun!
Because, would you want to die, knowing your good deeds alone?
Would you want to vanish, with everyone forgetting all the good, not even remembering the bad?
From that day forward I brought flowers, not caring if I didn't know their past deeds.
From that day forward, everyone said I looked stupid and mad.
I didn't care, I was sowing that persons seeds.
I don't care if I die with or without my charities known.
I have gained a friend, without whom I would be alone.
I hope you like the poem. Sorry if it isn't as good as you would like it to be.