Yet shall she live on

Death of a sister in law. THIS POEM DOES NOT CONTAIN ANY OFFENSIVE MATERIAL. IT IS SUITABLE FOR THOSE OF ANY AGE. ROBERT. THE OLD CODGER

         

          Yet Shall She LIve On

Nay, I speak no ill of thee my brother,

'tis against all that I desire to do to thee.

Would that I fain gladly above another

all of the good thou hast desired for me.

Thou art my friend, a kindlier soul hast

not my arms embraced in brotherly love.

My sister thou hast given thy love to last.

In death thy lips kiss hers gently as a dove.

Thus, in life ye were both so dearly bound

secure in thy love.  Lo, not even her death

bearing that which cries a pleasing sound  

is she lost; for she lives in the babes breath.

So let us stay our weeping till we are alone

when we may bare our grief in our solitude.

My dearest sister if I could but only atone,

thus have thee hold thy child with gratitude.

Tis not to be, tis not to be for thou art gone.

Thus we who are left shall mourn thy going.

No longer will we hear thee, but one, thy son

shall hear thee in doves call and river flowing.

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[Robert]

THIS POEM IS SUITABLE FOR FAMILY READING.

ROBERT