Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Lament

Lament

I saw her at prom
Her eyes were dancing as much as she was
And her dress cascaded behind her
She was lively; her youthful smile couldn’t be forgotten
I wish I could see that smile again

I saw her at the party
Her eyes drooped low
And she stumbled down the hall
She clutched the wall, frail
I wish I helped her

I saw her get into her car
Her eyes looked at mine
And she struggled to get her keys in the ignition
She drove away, perilously
I wish I checked on her

I saw the funeral
Her eyes were shut
And her body was mangled
She was cold, absent

I wish I stopped her

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