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Minnie's Birthday

When I was a young girl, my precious Grandma Marion used to recite this poem to me from memory every chance she could. To this day, I can't make it through without tearing up.

Minnie's Birthday

Author unknown

Away in a country lone churchyard,

The grave of dear Minnie is seen,

The daisies are blooming around it,

Bedecking its verdure so green.

No headstone is placed there to mark it,

No roses bloom fragrant and fair,

No sweet-scented jasmine or violets

Shed perfume abroad in the air.