Day 10 - The Widow’s House

Dear beloved, Have the Fallen flowers Of a cherry tree Displeased you?

The words Disarranged Like a Promise of glass

Only yesterday I saw our hearts Talk of love In secret

Have I been Mistaken?

Have you Forgotten me?

I shall certainly die Am already dead Without you

Leave me then If you must

In the shade Of a wall Near green grass And wildflowers

Promise me that