An old man
suddenly died
alone in his garden under an elderberry bush.
He lay there til dark,when the bees
fell silent.
A lovely way to die, wasn't it,
doctor, says
the woman in black
who comes to the garden
as before,
every Saturday,
in her bag always
lunch for two.
- Miroslav Holub
- Miroslav Holub
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