
By Christy Munson
I saw her on the hillside
Her eyes cast toward the lake below
And there she cried
I know not why
Then walking did she go
//
I watched her pick a daisy
Her hands wrapped round a broken stem
I saw her smile
And so I smiled
As petals took to wind
//
I heard her in the valley
Her steps amid the tall, sweet grass
And there she dreamed
I know the dream
Her time had come to pass
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I saw her deep in winter’s kiss
Ashes carried homeward bound
And then I cried
I know not why
And walking did I go
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Copyright © 11/11/2011 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
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Christy Munson
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Comments (1)
This was so sad and heartbreaking. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️