My Resting Place

I felt it not though the chilly wind blew hard, How could I feel cold in that deserted graveyard? The cypress trees were sturdy and tall Incredible the evergreen did not bend at all. How could I feel cold in that deserted graveyard? The tombs were covered with spent leaves, Incredible the evergreen did not bend at all No one around, only a robin grieved. The tombs were covered with spent leaves, I was a fool not to mark my resting place. No one around, only a robin grieved. Shouldn’t there be a picture that showed my face? I was a fool not to mark my resting place. I wandered lonely, tombs here and there, no prayers said Shouldn’t there be a picture that showed my face? Till I found my resting place, my body completely dead. I wandered lonely, tombs here and there, no prayers said The cypress trees were sturdy and tall Till I found my resting place, my body completely dead. I felt it not though the chilly wind blew hard,