All Alone Save For One

Inspired by a true event.

Hard by the grave

Of Ian Grey’s only son

Passed the mourners…

One by one

…Save for one…

In work worn clothes

With bonnets and hats in hand

Garb of black… head to toes

Simple souls born to the land

…Save for one...

Condolences paid

Tears… wind dried

Flowers gently laid

Sorrow put aside

…Save for one…

Wide brown eyes observed

As the mourners bid their farewells

And the shaggy little dog which had served

Wee Ian junior e’er so well

…save for one…

Took his place atop the grave

Laid his head ‘pon his paws

And there was where he stayed

In vigil without pause

Til he too passed

To join wee Ian 

To where The boy had gone

Alone…All Alone

..Save for one…

Author's Note

Not notable. Just trying to keep my hands (and mind busy)