Innocence lost

Laughter and play savaged by early death their mother only a framed picture
Her living breath once their perfumed fragrance of grace uncommon air
To this sweetest pair nothing else could compare this life so rare
Morning or evening they drew from this well golden droplets truest love they did spell
Oh grim reaper to all you pay a visit none are safe the smallest hearts easiest to break apart
With ease love’s formidable bastion you did breach unquenchable pain shown by your reach
Daughters four and eight now left dark eyed waifs no one to mend for them who will contend
Motherless thread bare without defense against the icy wind no hope can they find
Faces pale and blue stagger on be brave if I could only give to you what you crave
Swallowed by the black void left senseless no reference point in this seamless sea
Advice worthless only left to stare how can they comprehend a cold grave so bare
Beholding their faces you choke and sputter with worthless words you say be strong
Go in winter to the field and hill in broadest views witness nature subdued in darkest hues
The landscape stark and severe this your mirror from this grand picture your soul grows still
Mother nature God’s handy work from its source you will be lifted and given assurance
Truly the furrow of sorrow runs to unknown depths not so in the everlasting tomorrow
Today tears of silence does eloquently whisper tears to joy a mighty river roaring with mother united in laughter