Undying Stories

She stood in the shadows, Just out of his sight, A breeze through the window, Added chill to the night. He laid there in rest, Face bathed in moonlight, Hair greyer, face lined, It told of his plight. Her love he had been, Through year upon year, Their hopes and their dreams, They knew nothing of fear. But life played its cards, And then gathered the cost, She fought like an army, But the battle she lost. She’d watched as...