Wahl Poems - Poems about Wahl

...And stirred last nights camp fire embers to bring alive the fire. He ate his usual grub of beans, biscuits, coffee and bacon, And suddenly realized that is was Sunday, if'n he warn't mistaken! "Wahl" he mused, "I don't reckon the boss'll mind if'n I tarry here a spell. I'd jes' like to chat with the Lord this mornin' and tell Him all is well." Hank sat on a log sippin' his joe from a ti......Read the rest...

...I bring this stone, so smooth as ebony, so you are not alone and in my memory. As it once was, when we were family. Your grave, a nameless place between some lonely birch-trees and some ......Read the rest...