Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Baltimore, Maryland

Focus on Oak Lawn Cemetery:  "We remember you . . . in the rising of the sun . . . in the blowing of the wind . . . in the opening of buds . . . in the rustling of leaves . . . You are a part of us as we remember you." Here is a poem that must have been written when the matriarch of the family died; she was the first to go.  Her loved ones' hearts were full of memories and they wept. Now, the granite hearts are weeping too. [2014]

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