Living somewhere
South of Victory
A mill worker
Like so many around here.
And when it was time for you to go
You went.
Now you lie
Peacefully
In a rural resting place
Your memorial hidden
Under brush.
I trimmed away the weeds
And edged away the grass.
Now we can remember you
And your service to us all.
May 17, 2014
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