In the Wind

In the wind so quiet

The aspens give a thought

A gravestone bears the names

Of those forever caught

In the passing of the years

In the fury of the storm

Who lived and laughed and died

'For I was ever born

Some folks were time distorted

Some had no time at all

A mother and her baby

Who heard that distant call

And those whose names are missing

And no one knows their kin

Erased by time and weather

By sun, neglect, and sin

Children lost in bearing

A husband lost his wife

And through the eyes of gravestones

They mock us, and our life