Written By: Leo Lawton

Meandering through the tombstones

trying to connect with those I knew.

There rests my mother,

There lies my father too.

Ever side by side as they were in life.

Lingering memories here among the bones.

Seven brothers, like peas there in a pod,

and three sisters lie beneath the sod.

No brothers, two sisters yet remain.

Years pass, I see them not again.

I will miss them too, after drum and fife.

There is beauty here among the stones.

All were born, all lived, all died.

All were happy, all were sad.

All lived life, all left life.

It is the way of life.

Life goes on.

As I meander through the stones