Widow Weeds

She draped herself in widow weeds Veil of black and buttoned sleeves Hid her face from the world A shadow where once had been a girl Her husband of past twenty years Had passed away leaving her in tears Heart full of the future's fears She kneels beside his grave Where should be colour every day Just widow weeds, her friends all say "Please stop your tears and throw away Those widow weeds of black and grey" Then she did wail a chilling sound Beat her fists and hit the ground She moaned his name, she pulled her hair She chanted verse and muttered prayer