While They Dream
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Down an old country lane
Void of fortune and fame
Lies a cemetery long forgotten
Overhead, song birds nest
Lullaby those who rest
While the trees weep tears of cotton
Neath a blanket of vines
Hand woven by time
Old stones with weather erased names
Angels and crosses
Marking loved one's losses
Now trellises covered and stained
The loyal trees stand guard
Over the old graveyard
Like sentinels guarding their queen
As the vines slowly creep
Covering those who sleep
Embracing them while they dream
original poem by Daniel Turner
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016
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