A Ballad Of Overcoming The Death Of Someone You Love Poem by Trenton Anderson

The woman he cherished no longer felt pain.
He came to the their dwelling, but she wasn’t inside.
She lay outside, in a patch of soil, soaked through with rain.
“Why have you left me? ” he wailed as if she had lied,

About death and life and emotion.
He didn’t know her love was true.
So true that she lived on even in his unending devotion.
Her spirit remained as soft as the dew,

That wandered and fell down his stricken face.
He felt comforted by this and slowly he turned, to go back inside.
He saw, on her chair, the dress made of lace.
She had it worn only a week before, when she was his bride.

Now, even though she has gone
He overcame her departure with his wife at the dawn.