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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 29: Stone Maidens in a Row
My penultimate poem for Day 29 of National Poetry Month.
Stone Maidens in a Row
Those little stone maidens all in a row,
come see them hither, along the wall
with downcast eyes, hands folded all
Those little stone maidens all in a row
Come see them hither, along the wall
Such pretty things for cold grey stone,
standing there amidst grass overgrown
Come see them hither, along the wall
Such pretty things for cold grey stone
Makes you wonder what’s underneath
Is it flesh and bone that lies beneath?
Such pretty things for cold grey stone
Makes you wonder what’s underneath,
those little stone maidens all in a row
Is it sad small tales of death and woe?
Makes you wonder what’s underneath
Those little stone maidens all in a row,
come see them hither, along the wall
with downcast eyes, hands folded all
Those little stone maidens all in a row
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