This poem, often attributed to an anonymous Native American, was actually written by Baltimore housewife Mary Frye in 1932. Mary was moved by the grief of a young Jewish woman staying with them who’s mother fell ill and died in Germany. The woman was unable to attend her mother’s funeral due to rising anti-Semitic sentiment back home and was upset at not being able to visit the grave. The poem later became popular with families of servicemen killed in war, especially when no body is recovered.
"the epitaph" I remember singing this in chorus and crying my eyes out while doing so, a very powerful and moving poem and lyrical piece.
my mom read this at my aunt’s funeral and i saw my brother cry for the first time
she has draWINGS BY HER CHILDREN SEWN INTO HER WEDDING DRESS this is the cutest ofmg
Cute creepy things for you
Oh my god! Where are these from?
Here’s where they’re from! :D The seller has all kinds of neat stuff. You guys ought to check the store out!
if you’re mad at me please just tell me what i did wrong instead of ignoring me
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