Quiet Christmas Moments

The National Battleground was closed on Christmas Day so we stopped by the Cemetery. I’m sure it wasn’t everyone’s idea of a fun way to spend Christmas afternoon. But we’d had lots of fun for a week. A visit to any cemetery with a long past history is always a treat for me. I wonder where we will end up next year…..

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The cemetery is filled with unmarked graves of Civil War soldiers
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Sometimes I am drawn to the epitephs, others just the sheer age of the grave
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This tree looks like it found a place to die..
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It’s just like a stone neighborhood
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I had fun using my new photo editor on this one
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Obviously…
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Damn, it’s cold..
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Somehow I feel I’m the only one enjoying this side trip. 😏

If you would like to know more about this cemetery visit the Here,

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Remember Me

 

Remember Me

 

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Remember me,

tho nevermore

my face you’ll see,

for I will still

abide with thee

in shadows long-

unfettered-free,

reaching

towards eternity,

yet will I come

if only ye

have need and lonely

call to me-

thus to your side

and swiftly!

forever where I long to be.

 

Hear my voice in

the cicada serenade,

feel my touch in

sunlight on your skin,

see me in the smile of a child-

running wild,

for shall I be!

Do not weep,

when ’ere you sleep,

for we shall meet

in dreams as sweet

as honeysuckle dew

Remember me,

I’ll not forget you.

 

Cheryl KP

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2018