He had in mind
What I had too
To make a better
place
For his home, near
and far
Who will plant his
corn
The ground has been
harrowed
But
Like them that are
cut in bloom
When bright and
golden rays
shower on them
blessings
… as their
fragrance remain with them
in their icy graves
no more to be felt
we shall remember
them
written 27.12.2012;
buried on the 29/12/2012
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