Tell Tale Signs Of Your Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking through an empty house, tears welling in my eyes,
tell-tale signs of your life are everywhere, in every
room, there are no exceptions.

Color schemes, knick knacks, things that you have brought
home and preserved for all time, everything is the same,
except you are no longer here to enjoy them with me.

Remembering our lives and love, memories bittersweet and
tender, whatever life I have left will be lived alone in
the solitary spaces of what once was our home together.

Saddened by that thought, yet I must carry on, always
feeling your love within my heart, passion lying there,
undying, wanting to be quenched and never will be again,
my love.