Forgetting Juliette Poem by Steven Holmes

Am I to forget my Juliette?
A love that angels coveted her and me,
Eyes of blue, her hair auburn brunette,
But she grew ill, the Seraphs deaf to my plea.

Pain fractured my heart,
Emptiness occupied my soul,
When fate tore us apart,
Knew then I'd never be whole.

I had loved and I had lost,
And though the saying holds true,
The issue, the cost,
A life devoid of you.

So I follow you to greener meadows,
Set sail for the golden shore,
Brave through death's darkest shadows,
To be yours forever more...