(12-17-2001 edited 9-6-2015)

She sleeps where none today may go
Amid the forest full of snow;
Relieved from all her cares as such.

The thousands who her teaching touched
Upon the frigid earth are spread;
Though some have joined among the dead.

The teacher stopped, her work is done –
And I remember such a one
As helped me when my way was dark,

Who sleeps, snow-covered, in the park
She sleeps, snow-covered, in
The park

(This was a prose piece in its original conception – Owen)