The dawns break gray these days;
The sun struggles to warm me.
Even with the dim light brightening
It’s still hard to straighten up and take measure
Of whether I’m in a good place.
Your struggles had to end this way;
And often you tried to warn me
Your last weeks would be frightening.
But in parting at least I can take pleasure
Seeing you leave here with easy grace.
Still, I could never prepare
For the loss… the immense loss.
Who's going to lighten my load
With nothing but a simple smile?
Who's going to touch my soul
With a glance of her lovely blue eyes?
There’s just nothing to compare
With the void… the immense void.
Who's going to change my mood
With nothing but a soul-deep laugh?
Who's going to reassure me
We lived a life full as could be?
Tears still fall at awkward moments.
I drift to the whims of a bruised heart.
Dawns break gray these days.
3-2-2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem