Consequence
A gorge cut deep, the river pain,
recall a life, with some refrain.
Memories lapse to shallow breaths,
burdened by your wrongful death.
Life anew, infertile fields,
for happiness, no crop shall yield.
I miss you so, just everyday,
how life as cast, a tragic play!
In memory of my wife, Avis.
Born this day July 10th 1961
Lost to me, August 28th 2016
Copyright © Mark Hughes | Year Posted 2019
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