Winter At A Soldier’s Grave

I see your stone
in winter
white
Tears falling
dim my
 sight
I know
that though
 beneath the snow
 you lie
while all the world
 above you
 does sigh…
you are not cold
 in your hero’s dream
where the grass forever
is an eternal green...

©1/25/2007 Faye Sizemore

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