Cry!
Cry, no more…
Tears of strength
Shed bear no weakness.
For the distraught
In Misery’s bosom held
Surrounded by love
Given and taken,
Known and discovered,
All strike deep
Into the heart of grief
That seeks to destroy
As death in visit
Charged high
The price not paid
But stolen dearly.
We betrothed to grim despair
Look not upon
The spectre of pallid death,
Divorced instead, we beseech
The mistress in memories found
Of days now gone
That shine as diamonds in the heart,
Stars in the soul,
Specks of joy
Amid a sea of sorrow
We sail on the winds of hope,
Bourne on the wings of friendship,
To a port unknown,
She as our guiding light,
She as our eternal flame.
Though poor sailors we,
In our hearts she’ll ever be.
WORD!
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