Wound Of Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind waltzing into this night, heart silently crying tears
of sorrow, missing you so intensely my dear, feeling the
wound of your death so clearly.

Listening to music without you here to dance closely with
me, remembering moments we spent together once upon a time,
now rhythms reminding this heart and mind of your dying.

Leaving me in an interior storm of despair, wanting to be
with you, but alas, not being able to as yet, having to
live out life in an abject sadness until we are reunited.

Once again being together beyond this life on earth, hoping
and praying for that last sunsetical horizon to come upon
me at last.

It will be a most welcome sight for sure, knowing then that
we will be together forever, no more waiting left to go, be-
cause we'll be reunited once again.