Eulogy
“Grief is the price we pay for love.” — Queen Elizabeth II
What can I say about the one I loved and lost?
The eulogy of his life will not be spoken by me
for I'm too grief stricken after paying the cost
of loving. From that debt I'll never be free.
Now, dark clouds are constantly hovering
no longer do songbirds sing in the morning sky.
I think I shall never succeed in recovering
from the sorrow I felt when saying, "Goodbye."
My hearth is filled with ashes, gray and chilled.
No longer does an ember glow in my heart
and the only thing I feel is a love, unfulfilled
once his soul and mine were ripped apart.
There are no words anyone could possibly speak
to eulogize the one who's become a distant star.
I grow wearier as each tear falls on my cheek,
knowing I cannot reach him. He's traveled too far.
February 13, 2023
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Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2023
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