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I Will Be Spring

When I close my eyes the final time So grant me this last request In a quiet place with sunshine There to let my ashes rest Leave me there among willows In the shade and grassy slopes There with moss as my pillows Let me feed the seeds of hope Again, again I shall be born Come and find me there Yes the robin will show you Show you the way to where Each spring I’ll wake again I’ll wake with newborn green Painted freshly with the rain I will wake, yes you will see

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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