One Last Glance

He was lost upon the rivers that ebb and flow and churn, Had given ev'rything to her, took nothing in return. The broken heart, a shattered soul, a life pushed down the line, Was running from tomorrow and all that's left behind. He had seen it in the mirror, a tired, old ragged face, And wondered if there's anything that time could not erase. One soft whisper in the morning, the first step out at dawn, With one last glance for looking back he was forever gone. She now sits alone at midnight, staring through falling mist, Feels the breeze light on her red cheek as though she'd just been kissed. Closes the door to memories that haunt her restless sleep, Still curses soft those pictures lost she vowed to ever keep. One more trip down a lonely road that gets harder each day, She can't seem to recall the sins for which she's had to pay. Seasons change the quick passing years and times she could not save, Her tears still flood the fading rose that lies upon his grave.