<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369155" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Garden-Spot</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">God's acre was her garden-spot, she said;<br> She sat there often, of the Summer days,<br>Little and slim and sweet, among the dead,<br> Her hair a fable in the leveled rays.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She turned the fading wreath, the rusted cross,<br> And knelt to coax about the wiry stem.<br>I see her gentle fingers on the moss<br> Now it is anguish to remember them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And once I saw her weeping, when she rose<br> And walked a way and turned to look around-<br>The quick and envious tears of one that knows<br> She shall not lie in consecrated ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dorothy+Parker">Dorothy Parker</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369155" data-title="Garden-Spot de Dorothy Parker" data-description="God's acre was her garden-spot, she said; She sat there often, of the Summer days, Little and slim and sweet, among the dead, Her hair a fable in the leveled rays. She turned the fading wreath, the rusted cross, And knelt to coax about the wir..."></div> </div> </div>

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