a moment passed.

though we'd long wanted
then intended
all the life
in all the hours
you now abhorred it
or pretended
gone the wife
gone the flowers

you ended it
suspended it
would no longer tend
nor mend it

you chose to bend it
break it rend it
after all the good
in all the days
you twisted turned it
rejected spurned it
when still I would
upon you gaze

you ended it
suspended it
would no longer tend
nor mend it

he kneeled on bended
you grew distended
all the wife
and all the flowers
you now adore it
or defend it
gone the life
gone the hours

a moment past.