Trick of the Light
My eyes clouded over from the tears and the rain,
Heart speeding up, through emotion and pain,
She was gone forever, would I see her again,
Dear Lady, Dear Angel, Dear Lover, Dear Saint.
Throwing dirt on her casket I looked up to the sky,
This wonderful lady had left me to die,
All alone, without her, could I continue to breathe,
Begging for answers why my angel did leave.
I moved away from the crowd and towards the black car,
Numbness and guilt, my mind moving afar,
Memories of her dancing through the day and the night,
For a moment I see her, a trick of the light.
Copyright © Eamonn Hayes | Year Posted 2011
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