White moons may come, white moons may go-
She sleeps where early blossoms blow;
Knows nothing of the leafy June,
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This seems to concern the death of the elderly woman in her poem #49 called A Yellow Rose. How beautifully and tenderly she deals with the woman's death.
......a poem of beauty and elegance...and beautifully penned of a lovely resting place ★