Bury me beneath the prairie sod

Under the wide and rolling sky

Lay me down in the arms of the earth

Below where the meadowlarks flit and fly

Send me to rest in the cradle of the plains

By the meadow where the sunflower grows.

Where the wheat field whispers in the muted dusk

In the land where the south wind blows.

Photo by DapurMelodi from Pexels

4 thoughts on “Requiem

  1. Lovely.
    The south wind blew chilly, but the sun shone brightly. The cedars to the north and west broke the wind. We were a mass of humanity packed together for warmth and comfort – mostly family.
    We laid her to rest beside her husband Abe who was the first to be buried in this cemetery twenty-one and one half years ago.
    Thanks, Lori

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