And then,
Beyond the flowers,
Beneath the stained-glass window,
Beside the cross,
I see
the white casket.
Beyond the flowers,
Beneath the stained-glass window,
Beside the cross,
I see
the white casket.
I see
red, burning love
disappear
forever.
red, burning love
disappear
forever.
Lisa Schroeder
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Thank you for leaving kind words. Deeply appreciated. May you have a good day too!