First Line: WE LAUGHED TOGETHER IN THE QUIET GLADE Last Line: AND TRIED TO FRESHEN IT WITH TEARS. Subject(s): GRIEF; SORROW; SADNESS;
We laughed together in the quiet glade. You said no other voice would ever make Rich music in your ears. I thought of that today When in my hand I held a blade Of dried and twisted summer grass, And tried to freshen it with tears.
