Dirge Iii

If I had tears to shed
I'd have shed volumes,
For your memories, like the series of a book dominate my brain in volumes
And make tears easy to shed;

So I won't see you 'gain nor hear
That your sonorous voice and special laughter
Ringing like the jingle bell in my ear
At the Christmas altar

No more! No more!
You're gone and only your memories
Will remain buried in our hearts like berries
For you're no more!

I've no tears to shed anymore
For deaths to me matter no more!