She dried her eyes.
Removed the old and tattered clothes.
Washed her face in the sink.
She removed her garnments,
Laced, pink.
Slowly, careful with every piece.
She picked out his favorite dress,
And decided on the jewelry.
Gold, silver, diamonds, she'd keep.
Slowly, careful with every piece.
She applied her make-up,
With expertise,
The powders, creams, and primers.
Slowly, careful with every piece.
She let down her hair,
From that day old bun,
And fashioned it up,
Slowly, careful with every piece.
She cleaned those shattered dreams,
From the floor and walls.
Her heart was broken, crushed porcelain.
Slowly, careful with every piece.