hearing only voices he does not understand
buried forever on a strangers shore
knowing for certain he’ll be home no more
how can she bear it, he's her beloved son.
Can't sit at his grave and weep,
now his life is done.
Cold comfort, that they’ll meet again,
only when her life’s over,
and her body lays like his,
but hers is this side of Dover.
© Catrina Barrett