Funeral Home Poem by William F Glennon

The smell of flowers and cigarettes
invade my body and senses.

The silence is unbearable and tense.
None of this makes any sense?

Her blue eyes are closed with certainty.
My pleas to god go unanswered.

I cannot say the words how much I need her so.
You search your soul to find a way to let go.

The Memories fade but the hurt will remain.
I hold her close to my heart, only it does not stop the pain.

With a gentle kiss goodbye, her coldness left me
empty inside.

Am I staring at a future in the past?
How long will a broken heart last?