30-04-08

LAST FLOWERS

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For the last time they brought me flowers,

Children of children I never knew.

With plastic roses and evergreens

They tell me I am not forgotten

Although the tiny bit of earth I occupy

Will now be cleared of my presence.

Granite and marble cannot withstand the call

Of new claimed lives,

Waiting to come home.

15:59 Gepost door Paule in Algemeen | Permalink | Commentaren (0) | Tags: photo stories |  Facebook |

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