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Death On Highway 12

Death on Highway 12 For James Gilman, c. 1970 “Among your saints give rest, O Christ, To the souls of your servants In a place where there is no pain or sorrow or grief But only life everlasting. May his memory be eternal.” Memorial Hymn of the Greek Orthodox Church In the white bed Between the lanes Wrapped in a black overcoat A boy lies dead. In Christmas thoughts Hurrying across the lanes A hiss of air A muffled noise Some metal distorted A thud A fall A last breath. The lights on the Christmas tree Dimmer tonight. A life A Dream All memories to cling to dearly. This story is told by the howling wind And smudges on the snow My heart is made of sorrow. Amen.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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