Author John Richard Moreland A GRAVE seems only six feet deep And three feet wide, Viewed with the calculating eye Of one outside. But when fast bound in the chill loam For that strange sleep, Who knows how wide its realm may be? Its depths, how deep? Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments