Mark R Slaughter


Healing


Grief crushed –
Failed my weakened frame.
Tears poised in
Broken eyes –
The mourner’s face became
At one with mine on me.

Mind’s vista shone:
Basked in younger days,
An angel lived as
Loving wife –
Blossomed in bouquets
Ordained for us to be.

Fortitude of memory:
We stood
As once a mighty pillar,
Eroding emery –
Granite underlay our public soul.

Time annealed –
Staying grief
Through my belief:
Again your face I’d see.


Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010










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Submitted: Saturday, May 15, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

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