The tracings of an artists brush
Bring haunting memories with a rush,
That makes one say, "Oh Deja Vu".
May joy for you this special day
...
Assay the words that you have written,
Examine those which now are stricken,
and ask if these you label "old"
Are truthfully distasteful, cold.
...
Epitaph
With righteous motives we forgave
The fates, for adding to our grief.
But faith in life beyond the grave,
Is what provides our souls relief.