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In the Hands of Fate

Another loved one has too soon been taken from me.
Bereaved, now I sorrowfully speak in subdued soliloquy
Consoling myself with solemn prayers, I try not to weep.
Divine God, please hear my humble voice before I sleep.
Each life of family and friend ended with one last breath.
Fate's hands control the destiny for everyone in death.
Grief is an arduous burden to carry for those left behind.
Hearts terribly miss admired ones who come to mind.
Inconsolable am I, and those who are also left alone.
Joyless, will be the days when we kneel at the headstone.
Kindred spirits are we, in need of courage and compassion.
Lost souls with sallow faces whose complexion is ashen.
Mourning masks us with the miserable pallor of gloom.
No name can be given to the reaper; no nom de plume
Other than death, for immortality belongs to no man.
Perhaps one day when there's a change in our lifespan,
Questions will be answered when those we once revered
Return from realms of sleep. No more will death be feared.
Sullen and saturnine we will be for those we once cherished.
Treasured and loved beyond measure before they perished.
Usurped of sharing their existence, we cry, "Ashes to ashes."
Veiled are our downcast eyes to hide the flow on our lashes.
Windswept will be storms of drenching rain that will lave
Xenolith slabs of stone with chiseled names upon each grave.
Yearning that loved ones might return to us when sunlight's
Zenith reaches its peak, the pinnacle point of heavenly heights.

Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2023

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Silent One Date: 12/16/2023 11:01:00 AM A deep and emotive take on the contest.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest. Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 12/16/2023 1:37:00 PM Thanks for a placement in your challenging contest.

Tom Cunningham Date: 12/12/2023 6:30:00 PM The feeling of loss is without doubt heartbreaking, especially this time of year. When you're sitting down with family and there's empty places at the Christmas table it really hits home. Good luck in the contest Lin. Tom Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 12/12/2023 8:57:00 PM It’s such a feeling of emptiness without them. Thank you, Tom.

Jerry Brotherton Date: 12/12/2023 5:06:00 PM An amazing job on this abecedarian, Lin. Hugs to you for your loss, my friend. Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 12/12/2023 5:12:00 PM Thanks, Jerry. I'm sure we've all lost many loved ones. Thankfully no recent ones for me. This poem is just about feeling the loss of our loved ones, especially this time of year.