Kneeling at daybreak beside a breadbox church
that sways slightly toward protective, towering maples
I am level with the tops of the pocked and grey
these gravestones of my eventual neighbors
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Forget me not those whom placed me here
Short I slumber, long I rise
Here we are, joined again together
He a preacher
She a teacher
Here lies Mr.
Dead and gone.. kneeling and prayer and death, and all your wonderful thoughts..... thank you dear poetess Jenny
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Forget me not those whom placed me here Short I slumber, long I rise Here we are, joined again together He a preacher She a teacher Here lies Mr. Dead and gone.. kneeling and prayer and death, and all your wonderful thoughts..... thank you dear poetess Jenny
And thank you, Tony! - Jenny