Sorrow filled every crevice
To watch the face that shone with life-
A face that laughed and eyes that crinkled,
Spoke words that cut like rapiers
In sparkling wit
And showered love with abandon-
Now stilled in the grip of death!
Amid the flowers and religious scapula,
The body lay lifeless,
All energy drained and all wit rescinded,
The eyes, for ever, closed.
She did not open her eyes
To comment drily, insouciant as always,
At the show of grief, some real and others not so.
A lively brain is stilled for ever!
I, for one, cannot help
But shed the tears that flowed ceaselessly
At my loss and everyone else’s too.
It was my dear misery
To have lost all that love
And precious care
That I received,
Throughout my life!