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She cuts a solitary figure

A single mourner

Head bowed against the sun

Hands clasped to her breast

Her gaze so distant

Her mind revisiting time passed

Lost in a haze of fractured memories

A single tear trails down her cheek

Knowing that she will never see him again

Nor feel his touch nor hear his voice again.

For even now she struggles to picture him

His face receding into the darkness.

Convulsing in the throes of agony

Wracked by endless sobbing

A lost soul engulfed in misery

Ripped apart by a shattered heart

On her knees, crestfallen, beside the burial mound

She laments the loss of two lives

For she too has died this day

Condemned to a life of emptiness, she has nothing left

While his flesh returns to dust

So too is her spirit crushed

Taunted by the guilt and regret

Of squandered moments and wasted time

The sun kisses the earth and slowly sinks out of sight

Dusk heralding the birth of another endless night

Only the cloudless sky weeps tears of grief

Casting its silver spheres to glisten upon the earth

A simple stone monument stands in silent vigil

While grave flowers bend their backs against the sky

To perish and decay, never to be replaced

For never shall the bereaved return, but in death