Girl

She lived in sinful happiness

And died in pain.

She danced in sunshine

And laughed in rain.

She went one summer morning

When flowers spread the plain,

But she told everybody

She was coming back again.

Folks made a coffin

And hid her deep in earth.

Seems like she said:

My body

Brings new birth.

For sure there grew flowers

And tall young trees

And sturdy weeds and grasses

To sway in the breeze.

And sure she lived

In growing things

With no pain

To laugh in sunshine

And dance in rain.