![]() Benny's GreivingA Poem by Bryan Sefton![]() The total emptiness left by a partners passing.![]() The friends, relations and neighbours have gone With murmured condolences drifted away Saying 'how sad' and 'a shame and 'ah well The Sun's out it could be another fine day' But poor Benny is shook to the core of his being As he stands by the graveside and tries to obtain By process of logic and biblical teachings The belief that they'll meet on some celestial plain 'It's hard Betty' he murmurs to the freshly turned earth 'What am I to do love? What am I to do? How am I supposed to survive? I wont, it's a fact love, I won't without you' As he kneels by the graveside and touches the earth The way he would fondly caress his wife's hair He tells her 'sleep softly Betty. Sleep softly dear' She was kind and good The kind of good that takes on another's hurt Soothes pain, bathes wounds, caresses And oh Betty I've got a pain that won't go away An ache that weighs upon me, depresses Where are you now Betty? I'm hurting and I need you He walks amongst the tombstones, the regiments of dead reminders And his mind is in the past, running again with Betty And she, eighteen, full of spring. Soft and white, like a daisy Saying 'tell me you love me Benny. Just once more, tell me you love me Benny' And his mind cries out in a young man's voice 'yes, I love you Betty! ' As she disappears over the rim of a hill, shouting 'Come and catch me Benny! ' All the pain in his heart cries out 'Oh Betty! If only I could! ' © 2021 Bryan Sefton |
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