Josephine Viscito

Sorrow To Beauty - Poem by Josephine Viscito

The ugliest of moments with pain and tears
Quelled up upon us as we trembled in fears
The time had come, this we all knew
For letting go of Him who was True
Fighting the moment to see it start
His body thus crumpled and broken apart
He is our brother, our wolf and our friend
We were all hoping that time would just bend
He stayed with a braveness few have achieved
Knowing that this day we’d be bereaved
Chocking with sorrow her hand on the gun
Took measures of courage sad oceans that run
Was deepen with meaning herself she’d forget
Lets do this thing my brother, my darling, my pet
I’d give you my life if it help you my Love
But what can I do, they want you Above
They stopped and they looked as they stared deep into eyes
A giving so huge was about to arrive
In one glorious moment they transformed the rain
the pain was now Beauty the sorrow a Rose
he sent it from Heaven and onward he goes…

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 2, 2008

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