The Dying Child
He could not die when trees were green, For he loved the time too well. His little hands, when flowers were seen, Were held for...
This is a poetry & verse.
He could not die when trees were green,
For he loved the time too well.
His little hands, when flowers were seen,
Were held for the bluebell,
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