>>718838335
Her fire was fierce, her temper quick to flame,
Yet in his calm she found her only peace;
A steady rock who never bowed to shame,
Whose quiet strength made all her quarrels cease.
But death came sudden, cruel, without a word,
And stilled the voice that cooled her raging tide.
Now every night she waits, though hope’s absurd,
For dreams where John still lingers by her side.
The world moves on, yet she remains undone,
Her laughter lost, her fury turned to grief;
Each dawn reminds her love is overrun,
And time brings neither healing nor relief.
Her heart still breaks for him, though years have flown,
She burns, she weeps, and ever grieves alone.
