The weeping willow cries, <br />the wailing sirens screech. <br />The gulls call up above, <br />the word of death beseeched <br /> <br />Upon those who ponder <br />on death's eternal gloom. <br />Like grains of sand falling, <br />winding time's loom. <br /> <br />The heartache prevails, <br />the sadness strikes fear. <br />For desolate though it may be, <br />not one sheds a tear.<br /><br />Mandy Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strength-of-agony/
