Literature
Season's Requiem
Seasons Requiem
By Stephanie Williams
In memory of Grandpa Harold Charlie Smith
7/14/1924-12/28/2006
Oh servants, tillers of the land,
Whom hold the nation in their hands.
Bow your head and weep with me.
For the angel of death hath carried off a brother of thee.
He came to this world just like us.
Comprised of flesh, bone and dust.
He was brought close to the land at a young age
And, thus through time, he remained a farmer, the soils magical sage.
He worked that farm from dawn to dusk, milking and earning the cattles trust.
Tending the crops with loving care,
Praying for the fruits of his labor woul