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The Red Oaks of Clarion Hill

Kenneth W. Anderson, Jr.

She was buried next to her husband
above the white church on Clarion hill.
A line of old red oaks
quietly points the
way.

Like her husband
her grey face looks upward
and her lip’s last breath
speaks kindly of her departed
soul.

Several had braved
the morning cold and broken rain
to give respect,
to pray,
and place lilies on her
grave.

Not wanting to disturb the mourners above,
my feet hurriedly walked past
stepping on every even
crack.

And in between my gait
my eyes looked down
upon the fallen leaves
resting along
the narrow path.

Giant red leaves
glistening in the sun,
their weathered hands spread wide,
their faces pressed hard by dew,
staining the cut grey stones
and the bottom of my
shoes.

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