Past

Young widow in black,
no stranger to roses…
vows won’t bring him back,
Death never supposes.

No stranger to roses
placed atop graves,
Death never supposes…
with scythe- he enslaves.

Placed atop graves,
life’s hourglass rests.
With scythe- he enslaves,
oh; so many arrests!

Life’s hourglass rests,
vows won’t bring him back.
Oh, so many arrests…
young widow in black.