Looking Into Your Paper Eyes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

When someone you love dies, life ends it's existence,
nothing has meaning anymore.

My smile doesn't come from my heart nowadays, it is
just a joke that my lips pretend to smile for me.

This mind is a blank space and isolates me from every-
thing in life except the picture of you that I sit
in front of daily.

Looking deeply into your now paper eyes, trying to
find that spark of love that you always gave me when
looing into mine.

Your smile doesn't hold your laughter, or the sound
of your voice, my world is gone without you my dear,
how can I go on without your love.