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Reflective/Death Poems

By Josie Whitehead

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By Josie Whitehead

Don't Shed a Tear

Stand by my coffin but don’t shed a tear
For I live in the hearts of the ones who are dear.
     I’ll continue to live in the words that I wrote
     And those that still over the internet float.

I’m alive in the wind that blows over the plain -
In the sun, the snow and the soft gentle rain.
    I’m there when the leaves in autumn turn gold;
    There also in winter when the weather turns cold.

Yes, think of me too, but please do not weep.
Remember the poppies of eternal sleep;
     The bluebells that bring back new life after old 
     And the *winter white princes alone in the cold.

So stand by my coffin but don’t shed a tear
For I’ve gone to a world where there’s nothing to fear;
    And I’ve travelled the path so well-trodden by others;
    I’m starting a life with new sisters and brothers.

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*  Winter White Princes refers to my poem about snowdrops in which I give them this name.




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