He shivered as he read the note.
Death Do Us Part
Lying next to her flowing red hair.
His house was spotless.
She lay in her wedding gown.
Beautiful handwriting screamed at him.
Telling him all of his flaws.
Every line reminded him of his other women.
Bruises his bride had to hide.
Lonely nights in their house,
she tried making a home.
Then it went on to tell him she believed,
reincarnation was real.
How his coldness had killed her spirit.
She’d be back to haunt him,
until he took his own life just like her.
Death do us part, covered the bottom.
@ donetta sifford 3-11-2013