She now will forever sleep, she now will forever lay;
Ghostly faces turn towards her in dread.
The sister’s hands held tightly as they pray,
Glowing girl, little woman, come to bed.
They all are dressed-sea of death- they dress in black,
Her mortals have silent eyes, silent tears.
A halo of hands bound, forever one lack;
Like a warm summer’s sun that disappears.
A hissing wreath sweetly dressed like flowers
Mocks the mourners as they remain and ache,
Their rapacious father wastes the hours
Of the dear moments. But today hearts break.
Though forever apart, forever one;
While day is done, there still remains the sun.