Edward Remembered

Calverton National Cemetary, Long Island, NY

He sleeps among the rows of stone

where grass grows thick, and flags are flown;

can hear the rustle of the leaves

as sweet salt air blows through the trees.

Remembered for each kindness shown,

he sleeps among the rows of stone.

Quietness and slight of stature,

camouflaged unselfish nature.

A navy man who did his tour,

he screamed the nightmares of that war.

He sleeps among the rows of stone

the horrors lived remain unknown.

Childhood sweetheart, wartime bride

now lies resting by his side.

Mated in life, in death atone;

he sleeps among the rows of stone.

©  Ginny Brannan November 2011
*In loving memory of my dear father-in-law, Edward Brannan, and his loving wife Elizabeth of almost 50 years.

Image provided:Magpie Tales

Written for and shared at Magpie Tales #90: they provide the photo (bottom) we provide the story.
Sharing at d'Verse Poets Pub Open Link Night #19 11/10/11  

*using word 'atone' as 'to be reconciled.' According to dictionary, it is considered archaic or obsolete in this usage, but I thought it worked with the feel of the poem, so I used it anyway.

Edward Remembered... by gbrannan