Curb 21

On the morning we came to see you
the sky was heavy with rain
and unfallen snow.

And with our feet damp and cold
we search again, it's been
awhile, too long.

Curb 21 and eight rows in
there, I look at the names,
Harold C., Virginia A. and
Linda Burson Hall

I look again at the dates,
'67, '97, '99 and realize
it's been seven years to the day
we buried St. Ginney.