The Burial
No friends attended.
No songs to be sung
or tears to be shed
and no remembrances lamented;
just a solitary white rose
in a silent corner of the field
as white as his hair
nodded
in the southerly breeze.
U.V.Ray
10th July 2007
11.10p.m.
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