She didn't expect
to wear one so soon.
Laid out.
Stretching.
In a sleep.
Holding a bouquet of flowers.
Everyone who sees her cries
but she doesn't know why.
Until a mirror is held
to her face
and she sees
The black veil of death
upon her face
She screamed.
No one heard.
Except the black figure
beside her
Come to take her away
to a faraway land.