Dahlia Rose

Rookie (12-13-58 / West Stockbridge, MA)

Requiem - Poem by Dahlia Rose

Think of me
In early spring
When flowers bloom
And robins sing.
Think of me
In spring’s fresh air
Think of me
And I’ll be there.

Think of me
In summer’s heat
When grass grows thick
Beneath bare feet.
Think of me
When rockets glare
Think of me
And I’ll be there.

Think of me
In autumn’s leaves
In bright red hues
Of painted trees.
Think of me
In fall’s cool air
Think of me
And I’ll be there.

Think of me
When winter calls
When days are cold
And snowflakes fall
Think of me
When trees are bare
Think of me
And I’ll be there.

Lay me now
Beneath this tree
Rest my soul
Then let me be.
Now I go
I know not where.
Think of me
And I’ll be there.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011


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