Treasure Island

Robert Green


Red Shoes!


There she stood in shoes of Red
Dressed in Black!
Broad brimmed hat!
Respect for the departed
Mournful amongst the mourners
Husband once tall and proud
Now on knee bent and bowed
Dark cloud overhead
Raining on mourners and the dead
There she stood in shoes of Red

There she stood in shoes of Red
At the back, not with mourners led
Walked away when all was said
And waited to hold her lover, back in bed
Her eyes were glistening
From prayers given, and listening
Head bowed in thoughts of her own
Maybe in mind to atone
Whilst standing all alone.
There she stood in shoes of Red.

There she stood in shoes of Red
Amongst the living, and the dead
Roaming amongst headstones
Tears piecing earth, down to their bones.
Pale face tilts towards Heaven
Defying Satans temptation
Questioning life's intention
Gracefully her dress brushes epitaphed inscription
Silently walking
There she was in shoes of Red

Submitted: Thursday, January 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, January 03, 2013

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