…and cracks now show in saddened heart
where torn life-fabric pulls apart
and that which stood the test of time
so far apart, no reasoned rhyme.
And where once happy flourished lives
are now replaced by sharpened knives
such pain as one could not believe
is borne by those who quietly grieve.
The cuts now show, the hearts they break
keep straight faced for pity’s sake
as through this fight they all endure
the memory stays of one so pure.
And even as tears now fall down
one overwhelmed shows furrowed frown
yet it will pass, each struggles on
they’re part of grief, they’re never gone.
©Joe Wilson – A stage in the process…2016