Holy Rood Cemetery, Westbury, Long Island

The wind moves above the graves
All is quiet beneath the soil
There are no hurries, no schedules, no appointments to keep

Nothing to do with the economy

Or that the newspaper arrived wet,

Nothing about $3.99 for coffee,

Or paying too much for a haircut

Nothing to purchase at the grocery

Or what's for dinner tonight

Can't complain if the mattress sinks

Or the pillow's lost its flufiness

Can't think if the boiler works

Or if my pants are too tight

Won't think of what I didn't say

Or if I said the wrong things last time

I couldn't tell you the weather, month or year.