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Weep Not

Anon

So, weep not for me when I am gone,
For I have lived to see and feel
The sun rise brilliant yellow above the sea
And set in golden glory over distant fields.

And watched the angry sea lash with
Giant waves, the rocky cliffs,
And, in calmer mood, lap gently up
The sandy beach.

I have smelt the fragrant scent of rose and lilac,
Of honeysuckle and new mown grass,
The pungent smell of fresh sawn cedar wood and pine,
And the salty breeze, spume-blown and foam edged
North Sea breakers.

Then weep not for me,
No greater experience can be mine.

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