Grayed Sorrow Surrounds Me
Grayed swell
Foamed chop thrashes the rocks
The wind scatters the seabirds above
Their aerial skills flustered with rush
Gloomy skies deter natures light
Each cloud acting as a closing door
As i sit and look out
Beside me, raven of doom
As it hangs its head
Knowing my loved one has been consumed
In my heart i pray
A cloud relaxes and a ray of hope shines through
Until then i sit
Sodden with grief
My upbringing
My belief
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss2.php
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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