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