| I wondered why she wept so
And moved her lips to pray. "My folks are moving to Houston Twenty miles away,-- I'll only see John on Sundays Instead of every day." "And where are you going?" politely She questioned by and by. "I'm going to bury my grandchild And watch his mother die," And I could see her wonder Because my eyes were dry. |
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May Williams Ward
page 19
(Atlanta: The Bozart Press. 1929)