She Lays In Repose


I stand at your place of repose,
for you have left me for Heaven;
I wept each day till day seven.

Since your death-  my heart I expose,
you where twenty years old at death;
I held you till your final breath.

Sweet cat, I recall your last pose,
I am empty inside and numb;
and this grief I must overcome.

I have brought you a death mauve rose,
weeping, I place the sweet scent down;
my tears this sorrow cannot drown.

And in snow love will still impose,
making a memorial stone;
to find my love when time has grown.

And words of you I will compose,
till my hand cannot hold a pen;
when my head droops down-  even then.

I stand at your place of repose,
since your death-  my heart I expose;
sweet cat, I recall your last pose,
I have brought you a death mauve rose;
and in snow love will still impose,
and words of you I will compose.



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June 18, 2018


Poetry/Constanza/She Lays In Repose
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1033-071-01
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Written for the New Constanza Poem Contest 
sponsor, Emile Pinet

8th Place

darkdeeprhyme

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