Charles M Moore

Rookie - 386 Points (1953 june / Glasgow Scotland.)

Untill We Meet Again - Poem by Charles M Moore

Dress me in silk when I lay down
and make my bedding red
three coffins one inside of each
of elm and oak and lead

Place me high upon the cart
high as the horses head
and walk with me through cobbled streets
to let your grief be fed

And sing for me and pray for me
but please don't be misled
I am fine and I am well
although my bodys dead

Remember me I bid you well
rejoice in all I said
be happy and be fond of me
I loved the life I led

I loved you all I really did

but this is not the end
it's only momentary
untill we meet again.

Comments about Untill We Meet Again by Charles M Moore

  • Patricia Gale (4/2/2006 7:26:00 PM)

    To know we shall meet upon the other side can be of some comfort in the time of loss. A wonderful write.


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  • Amanda Leah (2/11/2006 10:28:00 PM)

    Interesting... but i love the darkness and the tone - this is what i long for....
    thank you

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 11, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 3, 2013

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