We watch’d her breathing thro’ the night,
Her breathing soft and low,
As in her breast the wave of life
Kept heaving to and fro.
But when the morn came dim and sad
And chill with early showers,
Her quiet eyelids closed–she had
Another morn than ours.
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The Death Bed
A funeral poem for comfort during unsettling times
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