A woman died today, <br />In the springtime <br />of the year; <br />Someone loved, <br />is here no more, <br />Someone we <br />held very near. <br /> <br />Soon, she'll be laid down, <br />and they'll cover her <br />with earth; <br />Back to the land she loved, <br />The one that gave her birth. <br /> <br />We cry and go on living, <br />She dwells in the final place; <br />But she'll not be forgotten, <br />Nor the sunshine of her face. <br /> <br />A woman died today, <br />In the springtime <br />of the year; <br />Sorrow clutched our hearts, <br />And many shed a tear. <br /> <br />She's come to rest, at last, <br />As we all must surely do; <br />Her trails are over now, <br />'Neath a canopy of blue. <br /> <br />A woman died today, <br />In the springtime <br />of the year; <br />And we bid a fond farewell, <br />To one that we held dear.<br /><br />david lessard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-woman-died-today-in-the-springtime-of-the-year/
