I heard the dogs howl in the moonlight night;
I went to the window to see the sight;
All the Dead that ever I knew
Going one by one and two by two.
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How many of us wish that we could bring our dear departed loved ones back, and on waking, find that it was only a dream. Beautiful thought.
And first there came a bitter laughter; A sound of tears a moment after And then a music so lofty and gay Good use of oxymoron effect. A sweet outburst of musical expression. Nicely expressed. Sylva