The Bells Toll...

He was to ring the Bells for every year of her life.
After the first ring, he paused for a moment after the reverberation ended,
the silence felt so thick he could feel it weighing upon him.
32 times he rang the Bells.
32 times he wept as the silence in-between enveloped him,
Tears for all that would have been but never will,
32 times his heart broke, each time more painful than the last,
32 times it became clearer, with shocking reality,
that it was over,
he would never see her again,
the delicate frame,
the dimpled smiles,
the beautiful hands,
those deep, deep eyes...
he'd lost her forever to the cruel hands of tradition.
For a long time after the Bells finally fell silent,
he simply hung onto the ropes and wept like a child,
only she wasn't there to comfort him.
He knew he would never forget the first day he set eyes on her,
neither would he forget that last day....
Slowly, with his head bowed low, and hie heart hanging even lower,
he inched his way out of the Church yard,
nursing hie heavy heart....

Hmmmnnnn, found this while going tru some pretty old letters. Wrote it way back in year 2000, (SS3 I guess) and twas meant to av been the prologue 4 a friend's book...we never got around to writing the book dou...