as

one stone cut

another laid, recorded by

 both eye and limb… in

new times roman

chiseled round – the

 words

“trace these stones we’ve

walked upon”-

as september claims, now calms my soul

I took one breath – as one could be found

then listened further to the stone

” write of those here, and those past,

etched in the heart

of blood and land, go now…

raise the dead – call them, Stand!!

 with only pen and ink

in hand”…..

 

bkmackenzie

2010

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