
Anniversary
Your ashes are sifted
where the century lilies grow
and the sun
is the first every day to know
that you lie in the mountains
that you so loved
and that you look down
upon us in love
from your home
in a loftier Heaven above.
March 18, 2007
Faye Sizemore

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