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grandmother poem

the dawn was apple-green
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
what shall we do now
along a river-side
sweet splendor
beautiful
sleep, gray brother of death
a look is but a ray
glooms of the live-oaks
burly, dozing humble-bee
they in the darkness gather and ask
we were not many
but i cannot read you now

 



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