By: Ardis E. Parshall - May 26, 2014 Memorial Day By Maryhale Woolsey Here in this quiet place of sun and shadeWhere spring has entered in her gentlest mood –Here where birds feel the sacred solitude,And mute the songs their vibrant throats have made –Here where our loved and lost ones lie asleep,Wrapped in the last frail beauty we could give –Here we may kneel, and for a moment liveWith them again, though graves be still and deep....
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