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Anna-Marie
Anna-Marie
your tiny headstone stopped me
walking through the cemetery
so sad at seven months you died
how or why I'll never know
but now you hear that playtime noise
although you never got to go
never learned your ABC
to tie your shoes or count in rhyme
In earshot of the school nearby
seems such a proper place to lie
and be remembered with a smile
Published 9th Dec 2009
| Edited 26th Mar 2016
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Anonymous
9th Dec 2009 5:41pm
Beautiful poem. Reminds me a little of 'Drummer Hodge' for some reason. Probably through it's thoughtful, thoroughly emotional tribute to a dead child.
9th Dec 2009 6:00pm
...yes, now you mention it I see Hardy's theme there. I hadn't dared suppose I was the first to happen upon it, but the poem demanded to be written!
3rd Mar 2013 2:04pm
It's wonderfully written. Although I don't quite know what it means to "count in rhyme"...
