When the red is quiet
and the yellow full
Men circle around
to see
You.
A church hymm plays through
Echoes bellow and resonates
our tears as
we place
Lilies.
The garlands - white and fresh
dancing like you yet
could not represent
your beautiful
smile.
Rectangular hole dug with reluctance
coffin lowered - with care.
The hardest part
was hiding -
you.
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