Gone Forever
It was twilight and long dark shadows were creeping,
The sky was an angry white and snow was falling;
My love would not be home, he was gone forever.
It snowed the day we buried my dear sweet lover,
I didn't feel the wet flakes or the biting weather;
Wind, swirled my hair and it was my cloak of sorrow.
At his grave, I was watching a small brown sparrow,
I heard sobbing- oh I would come back tomorrow;
I felt detached A P A R T and in another place.
Sighed and so my beloved mother touched my face,
The end came- and everyone I had to embrace;
The sound of footsteps leaving, then it was so still.
Angels were carved into his stone set on a hill,
Tears filled my brown eyes and I did not feel the chill;
Dad took my hand and he whispered, be brave my girl.
I touched my neck and his gift, an ivory pearl,
The cold wind blew loudly, oh the swirl, twirl and whirl;
I picked up a red rose, then turned away weeping.
My love would not be home, he was gone forever,
Wind swirled my hair and it was my cloak of sorrow;
I felt detached A P A R T and in another place,
The sounds of footsteps leaving, then it was so still.
Dad took my hand and whispered, be brave my girl,
I picked up a red rose, then turned away weeping.
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July 5, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Gone Forever
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