The death knell sounds and echoes round
the confines of the burial ground
The tolling bell seems to foretell.
Life will become a lonely hell.
My love is gone, she’s travelled on,
her race is run and she has won.
No longer bound by gravity
she’s earned her wings and she is free.
By sadness I am overcome.
I am struck dumb, completely numb.
I cannot cry although I try.
The wellspring of my tears run dry
The mourners murmur quietly
but no one comes to comfort me.
This does not come as a surprise.
They do not seem to realise
The love I bore for her was true.
We were a partnership we two,
which lasted over thirty years.
I wonder why nobody dares
To offer me their sympathy
a little sensitivity.
But they still show they disapprove.
They do not understand that love.
Between two women is as real
as the emotions which they feel.
But then her mother chooses to
do what the others dare not do.
She comes to me and takes my hand
and says my dear I understand
You loved just her as much as I
it is appropriate to cry.
The courage which she chose to show
allowed my pent up tears to flow
When she acknowledged publicly
what her daughter had been to me.
22-May-08
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