The Island

 (A lone voice whispers)

Grief my friend 

Is like losing the way to a  beautiful island 

You once swam to

To see someone you loved to hold and adore 

An Island 

A home 

Which seemed 

Forevermore 

But when 

Mister Heartbroken and 

Mister Hopelessly Lost 

Called

Causing silent 

But vibrant energy filled tears 

To run like a wild river 

Down your souls walls

You'll sometimes pray 

As all that's left

Will be 

The trumpet calls 

Of a beloved paradise 

Screaming 

Its directions 

Night and day

So you'd willingly sacrifice 

All things 

You now worship and know 

Into the fire and ice 

To go 

And hold them 

Twice

On that precious island 

Always hiding behind 

Your tear filled eyes 

For that's the price 

Of true love 

And why I always 

Remember 

The night 

My beloved Sarah Lou died 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy