Bleeding Rock
In a lonely graveyard,
Where the lost and lonely go;
I saw a bleeding stone
The words engraved in the slate stated;
Cause of death, a broken heart.
There were no flowers,
But, I did see and feel his thorn.
Buried down deep,
Were flowing, bitter tears.
Pouring out was my own pain,
Upon that very stone
Is a pain, that still remains............. ........~