This one is actually from a test my comm. arts class had today over a book called the Spoon River Anthology. This book is written by Edgar Lee Masters, and it's a book entirely of epitaphs that the dead "wrote for themselves from the grave." This test asked us to write our own epitaphs, so here's mine.
Lying here, inside this grave Is someone we could have saved. While living life to its fullest, She also thought, when it was dullest. This poor soul, who should not be dead, Is now surrounded by the color red. How cruel, it is, to have her gone, While she could still sing her life's song. Lying here, inside this grave Is someone we should have saved.
Kunoichi21 · Sat May 02, 2009 @ 05:19am · 0 Comments |