The Reckless Wind

Nothing but silence; no more do I hear I love you.

Year after year morning noon and night I heard I love you.

Now this house, our home has become my silent tomb.

Even in crowds I am alone; no hand to hold; no I love you.

I smell you everywhere; I see you in everything.

Even If I were to flee to the ends of the earth;

You would be there…but silent; without love in your song.

15 days ago I laid your sweet body to its eternal rest.

Hundreds came to say goodbye and wish me their best.

“We will come by to check on you” Oh yes I heard them all say.

Still no one and there is nothing but this silence both night and day.

“If you need anything just let us know”

“We are here for you…

Oh that is so sweet, but where, where did you all go?

Emotions teeter now on a reckless wind.

Happiness only in that you are free of pain,

Yet the loss of hearing I love you has no end.

I know what is right and I know what is wrong.

So many…oh what the use…in the silence I suffer alone.

9/26/08