SHE WALKS ALONE
She walks alone, that beauty fair
The gentle moonlight on her hair,
Her path is shown by daisies white
She blends into the milky night.
She's walked this path for decades now
To fulfill that long, forgotten vow.
The sound of the sea seems distant here
And in the darkness, a silent tear
Fell from those blue eyes, those eyes that had seen
So much pain, yet seemed so serene.
She dreamed of the night they had walked that way,
Those woods he had loved, the fields and the bay.
And like a dreamer, she walked it again
As she neared her journey's end.
She sat down softly by the mossy stone –
The only memory of the days that were gone.
She sat remembering their youthful dreams
Life hadn't been the rosy walk it seems.
And as she dreamed, the hours flew by
When dawn was near, with a soft sigh
She gave the place one last, loving look
And disappeared along the brook.
Soon her footsteps died away,
As the light streamed in of the dawning day
And by his grave, her roses could be seen,
All that remained of what could have been.