on his life's work

I went to visit with Mom today, 

she wasn't there,

so I sat amongst  his life's,

work,

"The world will little note, 

nor long remember what we say here, 

but it can never forget what they did here."

He was a simple and vulgar man.

He often had trouble, crawling out,

of that whiskey bottle

Never did he create anything substantial,

in the eyes of the world.

Dead at 60 doing the one thing,

that brought him joy,

dancing with his beloved bride.

He spent his final decades,

in service to the good people of his town,

providing them a final resting, place.

Can their be any job, more vulgar,

then a gravedigger?

 

Leo Jesse Herzog, my maternal grandfather,

and gravedigger, most of those graves he dug,

with a shovel, pick and axe.

I wonder then, did he dig,

his own mother's,  grave?

Abraham Lincoln's Gettysburg Address

It is to be understood, vulgar refers to the lower or peasant class, in the sense of a serf.