YOU ARE READING Poetry Poetry A collection of poems. Yet To Mourn 3 1 0 by MEL1916 by MEL1916 Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story The mist rolls, The clock tolls. You've left me all alone, Your hands worked to the bone. I cry all night, Waiting for the return of my knight. And this day I will rue, The day your life was due.