Gold letters

(Alan Evans)

Trying to come to terms with a sudden tragedy

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Still can't believe no time to grieve this horrible nightmare I'm living the slightest mistake a second to late and life is so unforgiving a walk that was hard through an old graveyard feeling so cold and alone came face to face with a very sad place there it was written in stone letters in gold sent me quite cold a shiver ran down my spine the words that I read played with my head of a love that used to be mine gold letters on black sure set me back when your name shone out from the stone tears in my eyes I wanted to cry now I'm left here all alone what can I say you were taken away it came as a shock all the same all I have left is a black slab of stone with gold letters saying your name written in gold a short story it told saying a good wife and mother you'd been snatched in your prime gone before your time left me alone with my dreams

© Alan Evans 2018

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