Satin TearsA Poem by WhiskurzShe lies in her bed night after night While crying her satin tears Her satin pillows, her only comfort Her husband's been gone for years He went away to fight in a war In a far and distant land He didn't come home like he promised he would For he died alone in the sand People would say, "It gets better in time" But her wounds grow deeper each day Her scars from a war she didn't even fight Simply, just won't go away Those satin pillows retain his smell But each day his scent grows weak She holds the pillow close to her heart As she nestles it with her cheek She talks to the pillow from time to time It mostly calms her fears She cries herself to sleep each night In a puddle of satin tears
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Added on January 27, 2013Last Updated on January 27, 2013 Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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