THE WIDOW'S LAUGHTER

Having the troubled sea
Run down your cheeks.
Having the thunder claps
Deepening your countenance.
The laughter of a widow
In the storms of transition.

Having the tides of the sea
Stripping the shores wet
And the raindrops of tears
That sprang the dirge
On the dancefloor of sorrow.

In the sunset,
The mind's not at rest
But the unforgettable memories
Hitting the screen of the mind
With a soft dirge in sorrow
Till all go hide.

17 Lines
3 Stanzas
Date written: 2-Nov.-2012
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE AMENYO