She
She is dressed in black,
standing alone, overlooking your grave,
her heart so strong,
yet her body falls weak,
those endless nights of pain,
she alone comforted,
only because of love,
her vows upheld,
the love two people must share,
a giver of time,
you never realized,
the true woman inside.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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