Bereavement. Poem by Robert Crawford

Bereavement.

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The little feet have left the house,
The little voice is still:
Without, the wan wind-weary boughs;
Within, the will
To go and hear the wee feet tread
Within the garden of the dead.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: bereavement,house,wind
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