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GROWING ON A GRAVE.
Love, on your grave in the ground
Sweet flowers I planted are growing;
Lilies and violets abound,
Pansies border it round,
And cowslips, all of my sowing;
A creeper is trying to cover
Your name with a kiss like a lover.
Sweet flowers I planted are growing;
Lilies and violets abound,
Pansies border it round,
And cowslips, all of my sowing;
A creeper is trying to cover
Your name with a kiss like a lover.
Dear, on your grave, in my heart,
Grow flowers you planted when living,
Memories that cannot depart,
Faith in life's holier part,
Love, all of your giving;
And Hope, climbing higher, is surer
To reach you as life grows purer.
Grow flowers you planted when living,
Memories that cannot depart,
Faith in life's holier part,
Love, all of your giving;
And Hope, climbing higher, is surer
To reach you as life grows purer.
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