Floyd Hildebrand

(Rockville, MD, USA)

The Country Churchyard

The stones point up in the waning light,
A stark reminder of times gone past,
When busy lives were full and bright,
And days uncounted until the last. The great and humble all gather alike
Amid the soft and pungent earth,
To rest together in endless night,
Though separate paths pursued from birth. From ashes to ashes the cycle repeats,
How many times of row upon rows,
That so many would embraced defeats,

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