From Death

Candle in the window
cat in the cradle
little boy on the mantle
silly girl on the window sill
pussy willow in the basement jar
furry lentil in a bowl of flour
cookie jar broken on the floor
sighing mother at the bar
crying father not so far
living room door lying ajar
and the windows open
to let the cool winter air
fly throughas the flies go by
and the little boy begins to cry
and the father storms by
and the mother passes by
and the sillydarling girl
jumps out the window

The next day the sun is bright
The next day the mother is sober
The next day son has grown
The next day the fatheris strong
and the small bird begins to sing

There is life from death
move on and remember
the sacrificed
one not
in vain
of the daughter
slain.