Grief abides
with tear soaked eyes
as my hand comforts her thighs
and back.
Stale midnight breath
only knows what was spoken
offering words as a token
as she copes with a heart that was broken,
trying to understand.
Drawing from within
to me she cried
in me did she confide
feelings for one who had died
so underservedly.
Shed not your tears,
because all is not lost,
and all life comes with a cost
ours was paid for on the cross,
be not afraid.
Baby take comfort
with each sunrise
comes new bright eyes
and the abundance of lives,
grief ebbs with time.
I love you
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
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