One for Sorrow


She came into my life like water in a submarine;

For I thought my heart was impenetrable and that I could not love,

Oh but I loved her:

My Magpie singing softly to herself in the rain,

Collecting wedding rings with delicate wings.

And she loved me:

But not for who I was but for whom she needed,

And her love was that of a Mother to her Child,

Shining like the Sun in the Desert.

And for a while we flew like that in clear blue skies,

But the winds picked up as the storm came,

And it raged and raged - until finally; both weary and tired:

The sky was no more.


~ GMcK