Before I said, Goodbye
I saw you in your grave, my love,
with clusters of daisies, in hand.
I saw, as swift as the grains of time,
someone, releasing a dove in your memoriam.
So white and pure, as she soared above,
then pandemonium.
The sky rained red with blood alone,
when I heard a rifle’s sound.
Then rain came down in shattered bone,
while you my love, lay in the ground.
Written: 1999
I will always love you!
