The Graveyard
Who are you who plants the dead
In rows so straight
In lines of dread
What harvest do you plant with silent care
Just tears and grief you'll harvest here
Though sun may shine and sky may weep
These seeds of death you�ll never reap
Who are you who waters then
With tears and sob of grief so deep
No flowers will this water bring
For Spring is past and Summer fled
Now winters stillness here you�ll find
That lie within your heart and mine------by Me
Gypsy Jewel Community Member 
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