Fruitful Living

Church of my Elders

I'm never 

quite prepared

to wear

black attire

I'm never certain 

how to mourn

a soul 

once living

such an odd

and 

sullen task

I find difficult

to abide by

I cannot mourn

that which loved

and nourished

my very being

I will not

make sullen

love cherished

beyond 

measure of flesh