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
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