When the Grass Shall Cover Me

Ina Coolbirth

When the grass shall cover me, head to foot,
Earth will sleep sweetly, nor know she hath known me;
Spring will come gladly, and Autumn will softly
Touch her gold garment, and bend down and crown me.

Oh, the world will recover the beautiful places,
Will dream about me in her tender spaces;
Winds will go lightly, and dawns will grow holy,
When the grass shall cover me, head to foot.