Another day breaks;
Another cup of coffee
Stares back at me
From a “Table for one, please”.
Sipping on loneliness;
Still so hard to adjust.
Another sun sets;
Another bar glass
Stares back at me
Seated on a lone bar stool.
“Carry on”, she implored.
“I’ll try”, I said, “if I must.”
Another night falls;
Another bed and pillow
Stare back at me
Unused and half empty.
No goodnight, no sweet dreams;
Like a solitary songbird, but hushed;
No reason to sing, nor to preen;
Life mate lost; his vigor crushed.
Another dream starts;
Another vision of you
Sweeps over me,
And fires for me enough spirit…
To see another day break;
To leave more tracks in the dust.
4-21-2015 (Klamath, CA)
I can feel the pain in your heart....take heart and keep the love of your heart. Stay blessed
Thank you; this was 2 months after my wife's passing; my heart is stronger now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Thank you for sharing your personal thoughts and words about your loss Bill. Sensitive and heartfelt...gone but never forgotten.
And thank you Stephen... much appreciated.