The Recent and Long Dead
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November is sweet, sunshine through bare trees, dry brown and
fungus-free leaves companionably visiting among the dead
as I did yesterday our town's small graveyard military dads who recently
died lie under polished stones embossed with actual photos of
themselves and their wives flowers and plastic totems within a
miniature picket fence overflowing with the emotions love and
grieving of the living
beside or not far from simple wafer-thin old moss-covered stones on
which I could not read the names.
Such peace I realized which may be found around any rock or tree has
escaped me while I pursue my particular happiness and our particular
war,
and such a blessing awaits me, too.
Copyright © Robert Ronnow | Year Posted 2015
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