Lay Me Down
you pick the place.....to lay me down
where peace is prevalent
and hate can't be found
somewhere that has fertile soil.... fresh and flowers gay
reflections on mirror clear from vapors breath
and lips full red pouted one last time
eyes that saw the day ....closed now willingly.....with stare
cold to touch the furnace flame lays bare
songs of Sweet Bye And Bye fill the empty ear
hands like statue hold nothing more
possessions stay dormant without a single care
dresses hang never minded in closet over there
lay me down in meadow beneath clover flower
where beauty still blooms....... and stars hang in the sky
no morbid thought nor deed for property is valid anymore
would you kiss my cheek of porcelain
and leave me lying there?
to forget all of the memories of holding hands
toward our bed so fair
linger for a time as they lay me down somewhere
remind yourself daily of how our flower bloomed with tender care
the wind will touch you darling..... as my lips softly have
then smell the pretty lilacs as long ago we did.
Beautiful poem Lay Me Down nice to have it thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fresh and flowers gay, beautiful.