Small White Coffin. Poem by Terry Collett

Small White Coffin.



The mourners come,
Each one set out
Along the way
From chapel door

To where the small
White coffin lies
And preacher stands.
One small red rose

Upon the lid,
To tell of love
And show the grief
Of baby dead

Which lies beneath
The coffin's wood
Which was a tree
And proudly stood

But now it holds
Like vessel womb
A baby child
Within its tomb.

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