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The flowers of May
There was a time
when they would sway
with elegance and pride
the flowers of May
sad and shrivelled
on your coffin lay
they are with you
the flowers of May
Their master no more
they sing a sad song
and go along............
poem
by
Dr Madhavi Grace
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