Looking Down

Published by Family Friend Poems June 2018 with permission of the Author.

I stand tall and proud
My feet firmly rooted in this hallowed ground
For years I've watched the mortals come and go
Blackened by their grief, so hopeless, so profound

I stand tall and proud
Watching from above
He has came back to visit her
His companion, his lifelong love

The sweet aroma from my weeping bloom
Fills his nostrils with aching scent
A solitary tear hits the earth
His chance to forgive, his chance to repent

I stand tall and proud
My aching limbs shudder in the cold November rain
He looks up at first
Then quickly down, reminded of his pain

I stand tall and proud
The scattered souls lay bound beneath my feet
His hands clenched, with knuckles white
A final prayer before they meet

I stand tall and proud
For years I've watched the mortals come and go
But he was different, I felt his pain
His knees and hands now caressing the winter snow

I stand tall and proud
The things I've seen I could never tell
He clutches his hat to his breast
A final kiss, a sigh, his last farewell

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