Grieving Past Veils
A lone man come to ponder
in the grieving of a night
why joy had disappeared
with a lady wearing white
Happiness his memory
hoping is pipe-dreams
remembrance a legacy
warming salty streams
Laughter left the lines
that scrawl across his face
now her life has left
a pall lies in its place
Eyes of sightless glass
gazing through a time
hands begin to fumble
tapping with no rhyme
Shaking with a moan
pain streaks into sight
what he would have waged
to see his beloved wife
Leaving him to pine
she left this earthly vale
traveling on ahead
now hes alone and frail
Two Hearts blaze as one
as veils of sadness part
and joy will live again
within this lonely heart
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