Funeral Sorrow
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Funeral sorrow draped in the silent glass of loss,
no more love for a shadow even to follow it's lost
heart.
Everyone is numb, yet tears will continue to flow
for the life now lost and in limbo, no way to come
back and become again.
Sliding across my mind like a puck on ice, leaving
an indelible impression like that of snow just be-
fore melting.
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