Death Was Upon Us. Nature - Poem by alan brown
The Sun rose above the hallowed ground
As the Hawk hovered effortlessly above its pray.
Bush and Flower came to life as the stones of time stood upright.
Death had been the hour of the day
As the mourners' filtered out of the age old yard.
Silence became the order of the day
Death was upon us.
As nature regained is hold on the soles laid within.
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