I lay cold and pale
In a casket made of wood
Six foot hole awaits
In a world where I once stood.
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What can i say Poet.....is a stunning beauty.... She walks in Red shoes...Still? ? ? ?
Very graphic, very sad...soulfully composed poem with visual images! ! !
Wow......what a picture this paints.....and it leaves me wondering exactly what their relationship was.
A fascinating and unusual poem Robert. Red shoes for a funeral - very poignant.