Carved In Stone
They've buried his bones
beneath this stone.
But God knows now
where he chooses to roam.
He said his work would not be done,
even when earth's life was run.
So watch and listen
and tread with care.
For wherever you are
he may be there
The laugh in the air
or a giggling brook
may be on the pathway Ivor took.
But there’s one thing certain,
when all is done
.....a simple grave won't stop his fun.
Ivor G Davies
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