How quiet is the lonely wood
where ‘midst these markers lay –
How lonely are the steps between
the graves of those I walk today –
How peaceful is the summer corn
around this church’s graveyard stands.
How steadfast this emotion seems
When pen’d from living hands –
At rest and peace I find thee,
silent ‘neath the clustered trees –
With truth and love I bless thee,
while praying from my knees!
jaybluepoems 
Everything you write is so very beautiful.
Thank you. Means a lot to me coming from one as gifted as you. Thanks!
Oh dear I am thinking your the gifted one, you are the writer I aspire to be, and I’m not just saying that to be nice. The way you make your words flow makes it look effortless.
Thank you so very much. Thank you.
Jay, I love this one. I know exactly how that feels (remember walking through the graveyard in Clinton – the old one on a hill with lots of trees – with Mom?) I will send this one on to my friend. Thanks. Pat
Pat Tomnay Palm Coast, Florida 32137 386-447-3570
>________________________________ > From: jaybluepoems >To: tomnayp@bellsouth.net >Sent: Monday, August 12, 2013 10:14 PM >Subject: [New post] Family Memory – a Prayer > > > WordPress.com >jaybluepoems posted: “How quiet is the lonely wood where ‘midst these markers lay – How lonely are the steps between the graves of those I walk today – How peaceful is the summer corn around this church’s graveyard stands. How steadfast this emotion seems When pen’d f” >
Thanks Pat! I do remember. That is a beautiful cemetery. Been there with both Glo and Seth. I know that mom thought it was so beautiful, so old, and such a reverent place. Thanks for reading and sharing! You can send your friend directly to the blog if you’d like. http://www.jaybluepoems.wordpress.com Love ya!