Death of a Woman
They told her that he was dead
A random plane crash
Stunned silence, shock not present
Just sudden weeping, wailing
Appearance of grief
She locked herself in her room
Wanting solitude
Joyful smiles lit her face
Her whole life now before her
Excited eyes bright
She looks out the room's window
The city's night life
Bustling, energetic
Beckoning, so beautiful
Cannot wait to join
People outside are worried
Incessant knocking
Put back on the grieving mask
Led downstairs, a great suprise
He was there - alive
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