Here you will find the Poem Improvisations: Light And Snow: 04 of poet Conrad Potter Aiken
On the day when my uncle and I drove to the cemetery, Rain rattled on the roof of the carriage; And talkng constrainedly of this and that We refrained from looking at the child?s coffin on the seat before us. When we reached the cemetery We found that the thin snow on the grass Was already transparent with rain; And boards had been laid upon it That we might walk without wetting our feet.
