Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Widow Song

They laid his head on silk
And gave back the ring
Clothed from the closet
Where the wedding dress still hangs
Deep in September this church
Gave me your simple name
Now on the second day
It's hearse drives you away

Where my Father gave me away
Is where your body rests
Where we stood together in ecstasy
Is now where your brother does his best
To deliver your eulogy with strength
But there's a quiver in his chin
I sit, dressed in black
And submerge in our memories again

The aisle we walked down together
Your hand entwined in mine
We tread it once more
Seperated by pine
My hand will carry you out
From where our love led us in
And in the choir behind me
The Widow Song begins

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