No Words

All that's left, a broken pine bough.
Our love was bled one snowy day.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?

My bleeding heart found peace somehow.
Among these mangled bones, I pray.
All that's left, a broken pine bough.

No words to speak, nor thoughts allow.
This mourning veil, so thick to weigh.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?

Violets laid on your bier, prau.
Clouds above us dull blue and gray.
All that's left, a broken pine bough.

This day I 'll shed this long dark cowl.
That binds ...leave me one last foray.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?

Each in separate beds of down.
In nature's love of those lost lay.
All that's left, a broken pine bough.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?