Lover’s Lament

He picked up the pieces

Scattered shore to shore

Raven crying, nevermore

What ever for? He intonated

As heart in chest it undulated

Weeping willows, tree of sorrow

A brighter better new tomorrow

Cloud hands wiping tears away

A new Dawn, a new Day

Pure intent, a soul’s lament

For him she’d gladly circumvent

The world twice over,

Moreover,

At last she’s found a four leaf clover

God, thank her lucky stars

Though their lives were marred

By pain and anguish,

Let it vanish

Banish it to foreign lands

Upon which they’ll never stand

For they have found more solid ground

No longer iron shackle bound

The sweetest sound

His laugh, sweet solace in this path

Erase macabre epitaphs

And write a simpler melody

A soul, once more, sings free

To feel, to live, to be.