With two white roses on her breasts, <br /> White candles at head and feet, <br />Dark Madonna of the grave she rests; <br /> Lord Death has found her sweet. <br /> <br />Her mother pawned her wedding ring <br /> To lay her out in white; <br />She'd be so proud she'd dance and sing <br /> to see herself tonight.<br /><br />Countee Cullen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-brown-girl-dead/
