Edging the slough between my parents’ house and the graveyard
where my father rests after eighty-odd years of living,
sun-yellow autumn wildflowers lord it over the weeds.
Copyright 2020
T. Allen Culpepper
Edging the slough between my parents’ house and the graveyard
where my father rests after eighty-odd years of living,
sun-yellow autumn wildflowers lord it over the weeds.
Copyright 2020
T. Allen Culpepper