Sorrows

An emaciated looking man of sorrows

set silently to mourn

the death of his darling bride,

In her loss, his greatest grief was born

She had been his constant companion

For a mere six years,

and for their many lost tomorrows

He wept the bitterest of tears

By: J.N.R Dutton

Inspired by the life & pain of a fellow poet,

whose wife of merely 6 years contracted & died of a lung ailment.