Madeleine
Rises early with the rain
Finds it hard to explain
Exactly where her life is going
Madeleine
All her days end up the same
Just a wicker puzzle
Hanging like a cross upon a chain
Madeleine
Fids solace in her pain
Whispered prayers still remain
Trapped likr frost upon her window
In the churchyard bread and roses
Day by day the chapter closes
Madeleine
Says her rosaries again
Fingered beads like fallen men
Trampled on their way to heaven
