My heart is sunken pebble
Straining to catch sunlight
The willow weeps
Along the riverbank of endings
My bed is freezing cold
I no longer feel the warmth of you
My eyes see sorrow all-around
The birds cease their twittering
As blossoms float to the ground
The dark night beckons in a moonless sky
The stars blink back tears when life is ebbing
Lay me beneath the magnolia tree
So I can see my beloved mountain
Plant daffodils for my head
Moss to rest my feet
On my heart a rose. ~
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