With two white roses on her breasts,
White candles at head and feet,
Dark Madonna of the grave she rests;
Lord Death has found her sweet.
Her mother pawned her wedding ring
To lay her out in white;
She'd be so proud she'd dance and sing
to see herself tonight.
More verses by Countee Cullen
- Incident
- Youth Sings A Song Of Rosebuds
- Uncle Jim
- Karenge Ya Marenge
- In Memory Of Col. Charles Young
