She Wore Black
Color had gone from her lips and cheeks,
color had been drained from her life.
Years had passed, gone was the purity
and sanctity of wedding white. And too,
gone were the rainbow colors of unity
and security in her life. Time had invaded
and consumed her days, had taken her
vision of youth away. No longer could
the music and dance of better days sustain
her, no longer had she a vivid palette of color
to maintain her strength, to enlighten her
joyous hopes and dreams. She dressed in
black to symbolize the deprivation and the
void. From head to toe, she wore black
every day as a reminder of the death of her
husband and lover which had years ago
taken life’s spectrum of color away. And
today until her dying days she would be
known respectfully by townsfolk as the
old widow in mourning. That was the custom
of their ways.
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Chris Hanch 4-19-2021
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