Her eyes did not see, did not weep
When death lulled him to eternal sleep
His dreams drowned in a bed of death
Her ears did not catch his last breath
She did not see the anguish, the despair
His tears, the last snows of a dream
When she ripped his heart at the seams
She took the Sun away and the moon
Broken Stars lay on his grave strewn
Stars the knit together to mend his heart
To form wings, eager to depart
To join the Sun and the Moon in embrace
To be at last together in a happier place
Maxwell O’Reilly
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