Monday, August 23, 2010

CONDOLENCES (c) By Polly Guerin

Rest your head upon my breast, dear one, come near

I will stroke your silver hair and wipe away
the fear

Let your soft tears fall like dew upon
my cheek

I embrace your heartache and sorrow so meek

I’ll kiss your wrinkled forehead wise and dear

Your lamentation will fall softly on my ear

Lift up your heart and hear the joyous rapture

Remembrance is a treasured gift to capture

Sacred memories never cease nor depart

Store them tenderly in a widow’s heart

Clear your sorrowful weary burdened eyes

Sunshine brightens memories we cannot hide

Reveries collected so dear tokens of lifetime love

Give permission to say goodbye like a soft dove.

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