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To William

Poetry By: Ava Rosien

Tags: Grief, Death

A woman grieves the loss of her husband.

Submitted:Feb 17, 2013    Reads: 21    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   

Beneath the cold sod your body lies;

Deaf ears cannot hear my mourning cries.

William; sweet William, I miss thee so;

My heart is broken; my soul brought low.


Your tender touch I long for now;

sweet kisses placed upon my brow.

The warmth of thee in our soft bed;

upon your chest did rest my head.


Heard your heart beat strong and true;

How could death steal life from you?

Beg thee don't leave me this;

pretence to live when lost all bliss?


My heart's desire is to join thee there;

where by your side there's no despair.

Why am I left to live for ages?

William, my grief within me rages.


Tears dampen the soil above thy head;

Oh but death had taken me instead.

William, sweet William I miss thee so;

My heart is broken; my soul brought low.


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