She Wept

She Wept

For rivers

she had cried in vain,

a splash on canvas,

human stain

grows larger.

For hope and

longing through

the years,

a heart exposed,

a single tear’s

reflection.

For all that would

or would not be

with light through

darkness, look

and see-

she sang and cried,

she lived and died

a thousand times!

Not counting what she might have lost,

no measure what devotion cost.

The red she bled

consumed the blue,

the tears that fell,

she wept for you.

Cheryl KP

copyright 2016