Scattered Pages
A sad start doesn't mean you can't have a happy ending
Majella rests by the cherry tree,a diary by her side.Her lover is gone, nowshe'll never be his bride. A broken heart can linger,hurt far more than broken flesh.Some are never mended,Never able to start afresh.Dark stormy clouds surround,The pages, the wind betook.Rain drenched the lovein a broken old book.* * *Stormy winds scatter the miserable leaves of a tired old book;for her shattered story, she grieves.A book in a wi...