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Death, That Struck When I Was Most Confiding

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Death! that struck when I was most confiding
In my certain faith of joy to be -
Strike again, Time's withered branch dividing
From the fresh root of Eternity!

Leaves, upon Time's branch, were growing brightly,
Full of sap, and full of silver dew;
Birds beneath its shelter gathered nightly;
Daily round its flowers the wild bees flew.

Sorrow passed, and plucked the golden blossom;
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Heather Babcock 11 November 2017

May your grandmother rest in peace! ??LOVE??Always And Forever Heather!

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