Pure sorrow is deep down in my heart <br />And from there a mist doesn't depart. <br />I have my grandmother's diamond. <br />It still shines in the glistening sun. <br />Perhaps flowers last eternally, <br />In heaven as far as we can see. <br />Sadness and loss knock at my closed door. <br />No more for me today, I implore.<br /><br />Gayle Sweeney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sorrow-117/
