There are shadows
of you
in this empty room - places
your fingers have
touched and moments
you've breathed
that we can't take back
and I wouldn't
want to, anyway.
Everywhere I find
little pieces of
your life
left as souvenirs
of this brief
togetherness.
Your voice echoes in my
loneliness.
Please come back
and make this house
a home again.

Plastered on the once blue skies,
These drab clouds are rolling by,
I've never seen a sadder day,
Now I'm all alone.

Roses wilting, once so red,
A path of valor, soldiers bled,
Fades into distant memory,
Now I'm all alone.

Long forgotten and packed away,
Pictures of loved ones lost in the fray,
The tears that fall, let them be,