Monday, July 24, 2017

summer day alone

it’s quiet and empty without you here

and the wind moves
through the trees swaying
leaves

and the Saturday paper
lies on the
driveway

and the sun shines
through the clouds
sometimes

and the garden hose
curves through the
grass

and the clover patches
on the lawn grow
taller

and its quiet and empty without you here

and I try to
keep busy with this and
that

and the cat meows
he needs to be
fed

and the tv blares
on and on about
Trump

and the guitar sits
silent in the
corner

and it’s quiet and empty without you here

and I think about your
heavy heart as you say
goodbye

and I wish I could be with you to help you
walk this path one step at a
time

and it’s so hard
to write down this
love

and it’s quiet and empty without you here

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