To the grave from the cradle
we crawl,
we walk,
run, roll, dance,
strut, stagger, and shuffle
until we can move no more
and we are welcomed home
and love remains.
8 March 2018
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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Along the Graybeard Trail · Musings, poems, and photos from the journey
