By Lenny Hall
The peaceful countenance upon my face
Came with the thoughts of my resting place —
The locust trees, the peaceful shade,
Is where my final bones were laid.
The epitaph upon my stone
Was at first glance of words unknown,
But as you ponder and reflect
And see my face and voice you’ve known,
Visions appear. From marble stone,
My words praise life, not death. Be known:
All souls rejoice! Epigram: HALL-elujah!
Lenny Hall is a student and observer of life without formal credentials, who finds inspiration on Martha’s Vineyard.