The Lone Green Wood

Tomorrow is not coming
And the past not understood;
And so I’ll spend my last day here
Amid the lone green wood

The grass is thick and verdant
Where the sun has lately shown:
And though we live in company
We always die alone

At least, until the other side
Is reached.  I hope to see
The many lost within the wood
Who long ago
Left me

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(… prompted by this post …)

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