When You'Re Gone Poem by norman ayres

Sometimes when i sit here staring blankly at the floor,
i hope to see your lovely shape standing at my door.

i would take you in and hug you, hold you deep within my arm,
protecting you from your dark life, protecting you from harm.

i think about this even as i put flowers on your grave,
remorse is all that i feel now for your life i couldn't save.

our love is very powerful but the cancer was too strong,
i loved you your entire life, and i still love you when your gone.