Faded Portraits Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonely echoes haunting this mind, walking down cobwebbed
halls of yesterday, looking at faded portraits of our
love that used to be.

Sorrowfully taken aback, never having expected this to
happen to either of us, yet, life is so very temporary,
even though we never thought about it through the years.

Now, walking alone down a lifetime of tears that continue
to drown me relentlessly, your image smiling at me, yet
never coming into my life again.