Meet my neighbors. They are friendly ghosts.
They lived a long time ago; they are all from the 1800's.
It is a tiny country cemetery.
Two small rows of graves flank each side of the churchyard.
I look out on them every day.
Clarence always tugs at my heart.
The epitaph is so familiar.
Our Elwood.
you always come up with posts that seem so absolutely perfect for the season - so fun! :) happy halloween!
ReplyDelete"our elwood" gulp. thanks for sharing this, holly.
ReplyDeleteI look at these graves every day and sometimes imagine the people. They seem rather peaceful. "Our Elwood", if you look at the dates, was a child.
ReplyDeleteYou have such a eye for the poetic in the familiar. "Our Elwood" teared me up a bit.
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