Wednesday, April 13, 2016
On the back of our lot, we have a stand of trees and shrubs. During the summer, spring and fall, the trees and shrubs are filled out and anything lurking in our mini-forest is impossible to see.
Last winter, though, as the foliage had thinned, I spotted this memorial rock or tombstone for the first time. Inscribed on it is a very famous "funeral" poem:
If tears could build a stairway
and memories a lane
I'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again.
I'm guessing one of the two previous owners of this house buried a favorite pet amidst the trees and bushes, and from the paw print, I'd guess it was a dog.