A Death Song

Lay me down beneaf de willers in de grass,
Whah de branch 'll go a-singin' as it pass.
An' w'en I's a-layin' low,
I kin hyeah it as it go
Singin', 'Sleep, my honey, tek yo' res' at las'.'

Lay me nigh to whah hit meks a little pool,
An' de watah stan's so quiet lak an' cool,
Whah de little birds in spring,
Ust to come an' drink an' sing,
An' de chillen waded on dey way to school.

Let me settle w'en my shouldahs draps dey load
Nigh enough to hyeah de noises in de road;
Fu' I t'ink de las' long res'
Gwine to soothe my sperrit bes'
Ef I's layin' 'mong de t'ings I's allus knowed.

by Paul Laurence Dunbar

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I do not like death songs and death poems.
Beautifully composed poem
A beautiful verse by Pau Laurence Dunbar...........................
Whah de little birds in spring, Ust to come an' drink an' sing, An' de chillen waded on dey way to school. a very fine poem, Tony
There's what you knew in life and then there's what you would have rather known. No doubt in this person's life there is much a person can say he would have rather known. But, in thinking about his death and where he will be after his time on this earth, he would rather be layin' 'mong de t'ings I's allus knowed. Much peace in the now and the next.
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