The Other End Of The World
You were the first named of four
and a boy who bore the ancient curse
of his Mother's blood;
you delighted in the world within,even
in your watercolors you were dreaming,-
and then there were saints,ikons
and angels,...always angels;
you loved Papa the most,like him
you loved and felt deeply
and like him you retreated
and the meek shall inherit the earth
but it all ended in a gunblast;
now,your bones buried at last
it is still Papa you look at
because you saw him cry many times
but always on the inside,...
for Olga Nicholaievna
Born
1895 Died
1918
