'Do not stand at my grave and weep.'
Stanzas and lines of poetry have been dancing through my mind as of late. They tend to creep into my thoughts this time of year, with Memorial Day and the call of the bugle’s Taps around the corner.
Poppies will pop up on people’s lapels shortly, if ...
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