At A Suicide’s Grave(1869-1897)

Here where this graveyard comes to a sudden end
you lie forgotten beside a crumbling wall,
yet sometimes at night a nova calls you friend,
and the moon itself recalls your rise and fall.

by Leo Yankevich

Comments (2)

A very moving write that really touched my heart. A gifted writer.
very nice, Leo, a moving tribute to all suicides