The hammer swings
Leaving behind the minutes
Pounding in the nails
Of my life
Of my future
Memories ever unfolding
Thoughts of never to be
Of lace and love and happy times
Satin pillows, loose lain curls
When I was your new wife
Sleeping peacefully for eternity.
©24 June 2010 Suzanne McClendon
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