With this I leave you - A depiction of grief

The only real depiction of grief:
The widow who cries by her husbands side,
Tears of sadness, lost hope and belief,
The image of her world when he died.

Mournig shall come, as subtle as death,
A darkness not shadowed by the night,
Forever wishing for her loves next breath,
Solitude away from the light.

Lonley memories of years long peaased by,
A queen shall weep by her king,
For in the end the mortal ones die,
Immortal voices lament this sadness, and sing.

So fair skin under black veil doth hide,
And tears from the teart still shall fall,
Under the virtue of peace he hath died,
And his sprit is passed to his father's next hall.

So with this I leave you: a depiction of grief:
The queen who cries at her kings side,
Tears of sadness, lost hope and belief,
The image of her world when he died.

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