Stillness of the night brings about a silence <br />as tears drip endlessly from hearts separated <br />from love by death's grim reaper. <br /> <br />Solo journeys set in stone, developing bends <br />in minds of grief, changing attitudes while <br />being bereft of a loving relationship.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-bereft/
