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The Funeral
January 28, 2009
On the morning of
The funeral, the sky was
Pale and unblemished.
The lilac bushes
Bordering the churchyard smelt
Fresh and sugary.
They were beautiful
Clusters of pure lavender
And white. We loved them.
The grass was mellow
With green, and slick with spring.
We stooped and caressed it.
The sky was pallid
Enough to make us think of
The phrase "baby-blue".
The title summoned
Tears, but seeing the angel
In the churchyard helped.
We felt calmer when
We watched the angel rock our
Baby to slumber.
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