Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Respect the dead





A beautiful private graveyard. I don't believe graveyards are frighting and haunted like many would say. In my eyes, they're a lot like parks. In other countries, such as Italy, people bring packed lunches to eat when they visit. It's like eating a meal with those precious family members who have passed on. They're a place to pay respect, and remember your loved ones.

Shirt: Thrift store
Jeans: Rue 21
Shoes: Thrift store
Shoes: Thrift store
Sweater: Discount store

Inspired by a piece of my life:
They say I shouldn't remember you.
They say I was too small
But, everyone was wrong.
I remember everything,
Your's speak of my brown eyes
As if you'd never seen any so dark.
I still think of you often.
You will live on in my heart;
Great grandfather.

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