Her Grave. Poem by Robert Crawford

Her Grave.

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The flowers on her grave scarce breathe,
So sweet a flower lies hid beneath;
As if they feared their growth might stir
The sleepy earth that covers her.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: earth,flower,flowers,lies
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