Under The Violets! ! Poem by Ronald Summerville
Under The Violets! !
His hands are cold, His face is white. laying so still you could ear a pin drop. No more year to spend with him. His eyes are shut to life & light.darkness is all he sees now for ever. While parting is such sweet sorrow & sorrow fills the heart & air. all well miss him. UH speacilly the sun if you know what I mean. but I know in my heart he was in pain. but now I understand he is not now. Because he are free from
the pain now. Free just like the wind.Off in the wild blue yeander he has gone. SO by daddy I love you for ever. & I send you violets. lay him where the violets BLOW! ................1987
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4/29/2024 3:37:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love how you wrote this out. It would have been much less interesting if you just wrote it out simply, line by line.