Loving Service Poem by Francie Lynch

Fury found in eyes that glare,
Fuming sheets that smoulder,
My clenched fist once did hold
A love, but now a soldier.

Meet me in the morning,
Just as the sun will rise,
And there we'll mark our paces,
And pledge our love won't die.

Search in autumn shorelines,
I'm standing in the sand,
Found guarding my own pill-box,
With destruction in my hands.

Meet me in the time of love,
Will you leave me for a second?
Relieve the eyes that still guard fancy,
Release a heart so fecund.

Leave me shrouded in the evening mist,
Help the shooting stop.

Now leaves are yellowed with vericose veins,
And loosen with arthritic hands;
Our one time love fades with the night,
I've lost you yet again.