The agony of  loss will clot  in time
The anguish sharp destroys the human heart
The  wounds can be discerned but never found

As for us human beings, love profound
Predicts that one or other will depart
The agony of  loss will clot in time

As on our beds ,we wounded folk all lounge
Until a message comes  and we must start
The  wounds can be discerned but never seen

As life flows out like lyrics and their rhymes
As lizards from their hiding places dart
The agony of  loss will ease in time

At first the very cells each seem to scream
The eye seeks visions to protect the hearts
The  wounds can be discerned but never seen

How Helen may have overturned the cart
How skin of little children often smarts
The agony, the pain will wane  in time
The  wounds can be discerned but are now  tame