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At Tower Hill Cemetery

Trucks, buses and cars passing on the highway
But they do not hear any noise where they lay
And their eyes that see Nature's beauty closed to light of day
In Tower Hill Cemetery under the earth and clay

Some of them lived to die old and some died young in years
And by friends and by families were farewelled in tears
In Koroit and surrounds where from children to adults they had grown
Many of them had lived and were well loved and well known
With death we all have an appointment to keep
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Wednesday, January 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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