THE LOVELY BONES

THE LOVELY BONES.


I love the bones

of you ,those

lovely bones,

from the

marrow to

tendon to

muscle to flesh .

I love your face

,your hazel eyes

the laughing

lines and sorrow
too.

But most of all I

love your

disposition ,

the

way ,

how others old

sanction ,

before yourself,

but that was

then.

And now I love

the memories of  
you but most of

all ,

I just love  

you,now as then.