“And weren't there special cemetery flowers, That, once grief sets to growing, grief may rest: The flowers will go on with grief awhile, And no one seem neglecting or neglected? A prudent grief will not despise such aids.”
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Place for a Third."
TIME: 7:21 PM
PLACE: Cemetery
SUBJECT: Flowers on Mom’s headstone
Due to circumstances beyond my control, I wasn’t able to make it out to the cemetery yesterday. This evening, I made sure nothing stopped me from going there.
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