His turn now stopping,
For the hearse has him wheeled
To his last journey today.
As they lowered his coffin,
In the next field
A tractor was turning the hay.
I know this is nothing,
I should let others yield
To mourning…
But for Jerry,
This rhyme is my way.
As they lowered his coffin,
In the next field
A tractor was turning the hay.
Jerry’s Rhyme
June 24, 2010
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