At The Memorial

The evening was spent in a place down on Mills Rd.
There's family on that road,
Can't say I know them.
Family in that place too,
That evening down on Mills Rd.
Can't say I really know them either.
Some of them, very close, perhaps, to my heart,
And yet,
I can't get closer for more.
Seems I have as much as I can currently offer.

(I started this the day after my Grandfather's dinner memorial. I've spent as many minutes on this as I care to. Here it is, as it is)