Sticking up,
Grim and dumb,
Blocking out the light,
Her bones lie on the field of fight
Blocking out the light,
Grim and dumb,
Sticking up.
Long ago
In the storm
She came across this shore,
Just when she could have sailed no more
She came across this shore,
In the storm
Long ago.
Clad in white
Day and night
She herself a swan,
This bird-named sea had been her home
She herself a swan,
Day and night
Clad in white.
All at once
Quite by chance
Home became her grave,
Struggling hard still she decayed
Home became her grave,
Quite by chance
All at once.
Nowadays
Sky is grey
Threatening with the Rain,
Over those who passed away
Threatening with the Rain,
Sky is grey
Nowadays.
(15.12.2003)
Round Rhymes
© Copyright: Мисс Вэлл, 2005
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