Under the weeping willow tree
We all gathered pleasantly
Three generations
My Grandmother, my Mother and me
Gates to the left of me
Pillars to the right
Solemly we enjoyed the peaceful light
Heavens around
Earth below
Love upon us he does bestow
So if you fear your time to go
Enjoy my sweet, your time below
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