Monday, October 17, 2016


Montgomery Leave her here upon the hillside amongst the trees And the markers and flowers where the dove did flee The peaceful river flows by and the dogwood blooms Where breathlessly she sleeps in the midst of my gloom My tears only disturb the sweet scene of her rest The leafs are at their richest, the sky at its best The earth at its sweetest, its leaves of gold and red Are falling ever so softly all around her bed Let me go home and leave her in her estate Without a tear; and not looking... Sign in to see full entry.

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