GRIEF
By e.t.casey
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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he sits before a cracklin fire
it's warmth he dosen't feel
the question screaming in his mind
my God can this be real
we were together for so long
our souls were intertwined
the face that he had always loved now dances through his mind
please take me lord i cannot bear this misery and pain
i'm just a shell my spirits gone
it won't be back again
i'm grateful for the time i had with my wife lover and friend
how could i know that the day she died was the day my life would
end
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