What Sorrow Through Yon Window Gleams.

 

What Sorrow Through Yon Window Gleams.

The watermark on
the morning window,
etched three crosses
in a diagonal row,
she saw it and wondered
at its meaning,
when dawn urged her
from a troubled sleep.

Her doorbell rang
two days later,
revealing unexpected guests,
attired in uniforms,
bearing sad news
that her dear husband,
along with two other
brothers-in-arms
had been killed by an I.E.D.
two days prior,
just after 6:00 A.M.
her time.

Suddenly she knew.

The next day
a new watermark appeared,
just the simple
shape of a heart,
and it shook her.
Was it his finger
that painted it,
on his way to eternity?
She sat and gazed
at the condensation
that formed a
symbol of love,
till the sun melted
the pane to clear.
and then she went to prepare
for the burying of her love.

 

©-MFB III

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