Sadness of Death
Her Crimson prism seen through her eyes
This taunting reflection with sapphire blue eyes
Tear drops leaking upon her face, looking into space
With light golden hair tangled and undone all, misplaced
Her head bowed while sitting a look of prayer to up above
This sadness does not become you this tattered look of suffering
Why grieve your heart when your soul can heal your anguish
Gone they are not for they live inside of you until death
Then uniting once again for you have only time to wait
They have passed through time it has no more power
To them you will be there within a fraction of a second
Clear these crimson eyes and dry your tears then remember
You two shall meet once again
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
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