From Elk Creek: Of Time and Tide Steely Chapel Steely Chapel’s on the hill,
in still the same hills he’d
Grew up in. The view wasn’t the same, And most of the folks he’d known
were now part of the hill—
Laid to rest where they’d
gone to church—
Many most their lives. It was hard to read their names
on them white slabs.
Why he’d hunted with ‘em
and ate with ’em
He’d seen some of ’em married. Man, it was hard.
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