25 January, 2016

Wreaths

When the red is quiet
and the yellow full
Men circle around
to see
You.

A church hymm plays through
Echoes bellow and resonates
our tears as
we place
Lilies.

The garlands - white and fresh
dancing like you yet
could not represent
your beautiful
smile.

Rectangular hole dug with reluctance
coffin lowered - with care.
The hardest part
was hiding -
you.

-cricantrail