Today we present “Epitaph” a poem by Dave Callum.

Read by Herr Wozzeck, As A Gift.

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<br>You’re

listening

to

The Voice

of

Dog.

This

is

Rob

MacWolf

your

fellow

traveler,

and

Today

we

present “Epitaph”

a

poem

by

Dave

Callum.<br><br>Read

by

Herr Wozzeck, As

A

Gift.<br><br>Please

enjoy<br><br><br>“Epitaph”,

a

poem

by

Dave

Callum<br><br>My

friends,

we

meet

in

sober

dress<br>To

praise

the

dead,

as

manners

press;<br>He

spoke

of

age

with

easy

grace,<br>And

made

forever

commonplace.<br><br>We

lived

by

seasons,

shore

to shore;<br>Each

crossing

bought

a

few

months

more.<br>He

dreamed

my

country

would

be

home,<br>Where

vows

would end our need to roam.<br><br>Speak gently now; the rite is

brief.<br>The

living

seldom

merit

grief.<br>The

man

survives.

Beneath

this

stone<br>There

lie

the

years

we

called

our

own.<br><br><br> <br>This

was “Epitaph”

by

Dave Callum, read for you by Herr Wozzeck, As A Gift. As always,

you

can

find

more

stories

and

poetry

on

thevoice.dog,

or

wherever

you

get

your

podcasts.

Thank

you

for

listening

to

The

Voice

of

Dog.