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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #2193632
What the gravestone doesn't tell you
On the chiseled stone
That numbers her life,
Her name stands alone,
Not Beloved, not Wife.

No mention of dreams
That went unfulfilled,
No one to redeem,
The tears that she spilled.

Arms once sure and strong,
Now withered, encased,
Had never belonged,
'Round a husband's waist.

Lips that sought a cheek
To kiss, wipe a tear.
Yet never employed,
Unused, they lie here.

A man strong and sure,
Life never supplied.
Her heart, chaste and pure,
While beating, untried.

No words inscribed,
No art, no flourishes,
Could e'er describe
Her lifetime of wishes.

The stone, white and worn,
O'er time's long span.
And no one to mourn,
A good-hearted woman.
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