Flowers on a grave
Fresh ones every day
Delicate remembrance
From he who went away
A prayer for understanding
Bent head and blended knee
In this mind the sorrowing eyes
Of she who set him free
He knew he would return for her
He saw his future clear
He never thought he would come home
To find her waiting here
He was her strength and harbour
She was his heart and care
In life she was his one regret
In death she stripped him bare

©️jane jago

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