The shadow of her
glows
in the morning
light
glows
in the morning
light
Her place
warm and soft
yearns
for her presence
mourns
her absence
wonders
of a return
But she is gone
Time marched
through her
bones
spirit
leaving a hollow
a void of her life
Now there is only an empty echo
reverbration
whisper
She was there, right, just now?
At the window
At the door
Waiting on the chair for me
To be with her
But she is gone
And my heart has gone with her
It was my fault she left
Her loss
Our sorrow
A tear
A gasp
sob
memories flow without control
She was
She is
She will always be
Love
