The Sad and Tragic Death of Emily Hope

The Sad And Tragic Death Of Emily Hope That night flew roaring Wind- a mighty gale over hill and dale through windows left up Had I then known its fruits, I'd have turned pale for its destruction was a bitter cup! Yet I, pen in busy hand onward wrote verses quite dear, to my romantic love Thus in writing fever, I took no note of great black wrath descending from above! Alas! How could I, her sad Fate have known how dark winds, her dearest life with Fate sealed Foul and wicked Wind's evil had thus blown tragic death, no prayer could have repealed! Her home blown into badly broken heaps her fragile body under massive weight My soul cried out, in greatest depths sad weeps for evil often works with Hand Of Fate! Then destroyed, my once so happy belief in love's magic and promised paradise From this darkened world, I found no relief just enough bread and water to suffice! Once thinking of death by gun or short rope in love-lost grief life, nothing came around Then I recalled, hope, her last name was Hope in that word, my recovery was found! Robert J. Lindley, 1-18-2017 Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 Total # Syllables: 240 Total # Words: 186 Note- A sad one , because life with its joys , often brings in tragic and sad events.. We that survive such must learn to live with it and always have hope in future happiness and love of family...