Death shed a tear,
as he stood by her grave.
Such beauty, such heart ~
he could not save.
So full of love,
only God knows,
why Death had taken her
to such a solemn repose.
In those last moments;
he cried unto God ~
"Oh, please consent,
this wondrous creature
do not condemn her to me.
Such a thing of beauty ~
this cannot be."
But, it was her fate,
to take Death's cold hand,
and walk with him
into his darkened land.
Death shed a tear
for the brave will she's shown,
as he realized now
a love he'd never known.
04/14/99 © Chelle
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