Tuesday, 29 October 2013

Ethereal

Ethereal

To be of another world,
both of gentle touch, gentle breath.
We leave you as you left us,
with fondest of memories.
Gaze upon weary bodies
as they break and fall;
still your strong back gave
the strongest supports,
you hold as though truss.
Can you hear whilst they weep?
We hold you high and remember
as you held us high as to protect.
Your snow falls to the ground,
undisturbed.
Our rains fall; we miss you.
Fondness remains.
Sleep for we are indebted to you.

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