Myth Taken POAP #11 A Smile in the Graveyard

Congratulations! You just minted Myth Taken POAP #11 for being such a great listener! We thank you for your continued support of community storytelling and the creative endeavors of our artists and writers that make our world a more enjoyable place to be! Please enjoy this little poem too! “Smile from the Graveyard” 🌙👻 Among the stones where shadows play, And whispers wander, night to day, Emile walks softly, glass aglow, Through moonlit paths the lost still know. A ghost drifts near with gentle cheer, Its smile a beacon drawing near. No sorrow lingers, no mournful sound, Just laughter humming underground. From earthen soil, two hands arise, Not grasping dark, but reaching skies. Even in graves where silence keeps, A grin breaks through, a joy that leaps. For death is not the end of light, Nor every grave a home of night. Sometimes the earth will laugh instead, A smile remembered from the dead.