July 23, 2013

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
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
measure of flesh