Oh rowan I cannot see you now
And I am now so far from you
But still you give your message to me
Of things unseen and unknown
Through winter’s cold you stood alone
And now you will be full in bud
You told me that someone had died
Many thousands of miles away
How could you know
How could you tell
But you did and soon I will be there again
As you guard the souls in the churchyard
beautiful verse Lorraine!
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Thanks Carol Anne
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