Lucille

LUCILLE

She learned at an early age,
how to fend for herself.
She brought hope to the children
that laid by her bed,
and dreams the ones...
with words left unsaid.
She found true love too many times,
with thoughts that this one would work.
But, I've given advice,
with the least amount of hope.
"Go prepare yourself for battle,
you've yet to fight the war.
Try and settle down this time,
your hearts getting a tad bit sore.
Retry what you've failed at,
remember what you've won.
Bring your soul some ease,
this I ask of you -
Lucille, my darling... Please."

Broadened her future,
she let go again...
just to return to pain.
She cried, she screamed
that life's unfair.
As she started to dream
of the past and what it seemed.
Her mother, now gone..
Oh what had she done?
To deserve such a mess.
I've given advice once again,
as she carves the pain into her skin.
"Go prepare yourself for battle,
you've yet to fight the war.
Try and settle down this time,
your hearts getting a tad bit sore.
Retry what you've failed at,
remember what you've won.
Bring your soul some ease,
this I ask of you -
Lucille, my darling... Please"

Forever she mourned
for what she had lost,
regretting over time.
The thoughts unending,
hope unveiling,
and dreams gone to sea.
The death of her love,
the loss of her son...
Oh, how could this even be.
I've given advice,
with hope for a cure,
I couldn't ask for more...
"Go prepare yourself for battle,
you've already fought the war.
Try and settle down again,
your hearts a tad bit sore.
Retry what you've failed at,
remember what you've won.
Bring your soul some ease,
this I ask of you -
Lucille, My darling... Please."