death had come

my love for her could not save her
or make her pain feel any less intense
her love for life could not save her
or help her understand what made no sense
the special gifts that she collected
in sets and singles around the room
once full of joy and happy memories
filled the air with a silent gloom
my lonely walk next to gray seas
under a white sky by thunderous surf
i wore a black coat with a sad heart
searched for meaning on solid Earth
on the wet sand i held no soft hand
no silly laughter or quirky smile
i knew that death had come to claim her
and would return in a little while
my love for her could not save her
or make her pain feel any less intense
her love for life could not save her
or help her understand what made no sense