To Her Loss One’s
And she stared in beauty eyes
Where sea golf fly to shimmering twilight
While zephyr tickled her to smiles.
But emptiness still linger in her thoughts,
As she remembered them.
Hurriedly she hush her children of shiver.
Like she heard death searching to kill.
And a tears from her eyes fall in the ocean,
In search of scattered ashes, that surf on waves.
Submitted by stephen montique.