I stand alone at the foot by William Kloefkorn
This poet is a correspondent of my poetry pals. I was glad to come across his work at American Life in Poetry.
I stand alone at the foot
By William Kloefkorn
I stand alone at the foot
Of my father’s grave,
Trembling to tell:
The door to the granary is open,
Sir,
And someone lost the bucket
To the well.
