Chestnut Bed

She lays in her chestnut bed Surrounded by white satin sheets Her head upon a white satin pillow As she lays in her solemn slumber deep The sobs and crys surround her too The wails of the brokenhearted at wake The "I love you's and Miss you's" muttered But not a sign she hears, she'll make Her slumber is everlasting She's no longer attuned to the waking world Her body swathed in elegance and grace But her mind and soul have unfurled She lays in darkness in her chestnut bed Never to wake to again see the sun Soon she'll sleep under layers of earth In silence...with lifes trials left undone