It is not that they haunt me, those buried by the Platte north of Denver,

I don’t know most of them, the sixty seven thousand.

I have heard of a few, read about fewer,

But I grieve their lush trees and lawns have been allowed to dry

and blow away…dush to dust…

And so it is

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