GRIEF Poem: Melanchol Moon and the Wishing Well, by Carlos Lorenzo Estrada

Alas, in happenstance, what I should see
But the bluest moon that shines for thee

No deeper tearful sorrow’s call
Can dull the waning evenfall

Hanging gently pon’ the stars
A lonely sight so ever far

Speaks to broken promise kiss
Paints the moonbeams gloomy bliss

Yet, hear the lies we lovers’ tell
Upon a hopeful wishing well

The love we give is ours alone
Can turn a broken heart to stone……