(First poem, feedback is appreciated❤️)

Do the dance of the black widowed bride

Take the umbrella, go and glide

Across the feilds that hold tears cried

Do the dance of the black widowed bride

Your deceased husband’s name in hand

Go to the feilds, the one in his homeland

There you will dance and there you will stand

With you deceased husbands name in hand

Do the dance of the black widowed bride

Take the umbrella, go and glide

Across the feilds where tears abide

Do the dance of the black widowed bride