I will be no more
by Dawn Wittner
(Texas)
When the leaves curl and fall from the trees
My life shall be no more
The wind will blow
Breaking the winter’s silence
But I will be no more
Gone will be the days of sunlight on my face
Rain upon a windowsill
Echoing laughter of my youth
For I will be no more
In a tomb of stone I will lie
Under a blanket of earth
Beneath wilted flowers
I will be no more
I will be no more
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