Waiting for Forever to Start

Waiting for forever to start


She lay on white quilted sheets of silk
sewn with roses, butterflies and birds.
Never had she looked so lovely,
the moonlight caught in waves of dark hair.

The orange lamp light danced off rose satin,
her favorite gown of pale ribbon and milk lace,
strings of pearl beads.
The dress she saved for happy, special times.

She had no need to cry from now on,
her nights of sadness were past.
She did not need to worry,
All for her future was prepared.

She uttered no words, no songs or statements,
but lay there, silently waiting -
waiting for forever to start.
Then the tomb was shut, and she began her eternal rest,
alone in the dark of her coffin.

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