On Crimson Hill
He sat on top of the crimson hill
Looking, staring,
Asking why?
Tears fell on blades of grass
Like, drops from a bleeding heart
He tugged at his torn jeans
Reached deep in his pocket
Looked at the photo
Asking why?
Heartbroken, blurred vision,
He stood, then stumbled
On what felt like shaky ground
Wind snapped branches
A storm was brewing
He stayed there anyway
Now, drenched in rain
Feeling tattered and torn,
He looked down
Said, “I love you, forever”
To the grave in the ground
When the dark clouds parted,
He stood in the light…
Suddenly, felt a warm embrace
A miraculous smile emerged
He swore he saw her beside him that night!
8/23/19
Entry for the Wow Me Poetry Contest. Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2019
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