Traveling in Unfamiliar Places Thursday, December 24, 2015Tuesday, August 9, 2016Ken I followed a sign indicating a park which led me to a large cemetery – a memorial park, covered with seasonal wreaths. Walking among the dead, reading familiar names of people and a place gratefully unfamiliar. Share this poem:TwitterFacebookTumblrRedditEmailLinkedInWhatsAppPinterestLike Loading... Related