Death of a Loved One

With her demise, you gravely mourn, as if your heart was gravely torn. But, don't you think she is lucky? From her cross, she's finally free. You pass all time deeply mourning from dawn until the next morning. Only if she could say her rhyme she'd tell you not to waste much time. Beyond the grave, her soul's alive. Against all strifes, she'll now survive. So what's it that you're mourning for? Do you mourn for dust on the shore? So, throw your veil and wear your smile, for, she's just here, not far a mile. For her repose, you instead pray. To heaven, may she find her way. March 31, 2023 Death Of A Loved One Poetry Contest Sponsored By: Unseeking Seeker