Bury me
Under the old willow tree..
With dry earth, cover me...
Place then the tombstone...
I will remain alone
Dead flesh and bone...
Come back sometime later.
In my place
You will find a red flower...
Pick me up, take me home.
Place me in the fresh, cool water...
Let me live again with you
For a few more days..
Then, throw me away
When my petals and stem
Will decay...

by Magda Herzberger

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