HICKOK

1911 MARION G. HICKOK 1997
BE NOT AFRAID THAT YOUR DEATH IS NEARING,
YOU'VE TRUDGED THROUGH THE FOREST,
NOW YOU GET NEAR THE CLEARING.
I'M HOLDING YOUR HAND AND I'LL BE HERE FOR YOU,
TILL YOU BREATHE YOUR LAST, TILL YOUR LIFE IS THROUGH.
SO CLOSE YOUR EYES AND FALL INTO SLEEP
YOU'VE DONE THAT BEFORE, BUT THIS TIME MORE DEEP.
                                                                 MARIAN LARACY