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POETRY

Finding Rest

Imagine frost-burnt weeds
and dry grass
along a fence row
and standing water
at the edge of the field
all under a playful sky,
clouds grey and flying
with winter wind sighing
in high lonesome pines
and of lying beneath
on a quilt made
when you were a boy;
safe in your
God and grandmother bed;
of drifting down
toward sleep
and the wind
still sighing
sighing far away
in the whispering
peace.

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Born by coal oil lamplight in our home near Liberty, Mississippi, graduated from Louisiana State University in 1965, served as SSgt in USAFR from 1965–1971. Robert Funderburk lives with his wife, Barbara, where they enjoy the peace of country living on fifty acres of wilderness in Olive Branch, Louisiana. 

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