LIGHT THE LAMPS

“ Light many lamps and gather around her bed.

Lend her your eyes, warm blood and she

Will live.

But, Death replied: “I choose her”

So she went, and

There was silence in the night.

Silence and safety

And the veils of sleep.

And in the far away

The sighs of the coming summer clouds.

“Yes.” She said,

“When it is your time then Go in peace.”

And, her heart answered:

“But, you will fight a

New fight

Tomorrow.

Best you sleep while you can.”

Now you know why we loved her so

She was both times right.”

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