I stumbled across the lady and man who registered my parents on this site and decided that I would return the favor to help you find your loved ones. Prayers for you and your lost loved ones.

Iva Eakle

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The Finder of Lost Stones

I walk where quiet shadows lie,

Beneath the wide and changing sky.

A seeker in the silent rows,

Where time forgets and high grass grows.

For those who weep and cannot find,

The names that they have left behind,

I offer eyes, and feet, and care,

To seek the stones forgotten there.

I clear the moss, I trace the line,

To bring a long-lost, sacred sign.

And whisper to the earth below:

Your people have not let you go.

I hand the map, I point the way,

To bring them peace this very day.

A guide between the now and then,

To bring the lost ones home again.