hymn

Oct 06, 2005 20:03


In that dear old village church yard
There I see a mossy mound
That is where my mothers sleeping
In that cold and sorrowed ground
As I wander through the church yard
Flowers to plant with tender care
On the grave of my dear mother
Sadness finds me weeping here
I was young but I remember
The sad night my mother died
As I watched her spirits fading
And she ( Read more... )

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boyanachronismx October 8 2005, 00:28:11 UTC
Cheer up, you! You're getting married!

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xbertxmccracken October 8 2005, 00:57:01 UTC
!

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