As she weeps...

The nippy morn ushered the pall
It accosted her thus, and let her fall
Thick dew touched her, cold and stale
It was slow, muffled; no escape of a wail.

The skies were bright & hopeful
The fair sun shone down
The clouds drifted by
A raven dropped a sigh..
And flew away.

The ground was frigid and doleful
The grass green pricked the bone
Life continued, unabated
There floated a mourning song
And faded away.

The vast blue dimmed
The earth dampened
As she wept.