Empty
…………………………………………………………………….

I have a confession to make,
But only in written words
Upon this page…I dare not
Say to your face…just yet.

When you told me of your
Plans to travel,
A sense of oncoming
Freedom came over me…
With thoughts of time alone,
In space reserved for just me.

Now here I sit in the silence…
Only the sound of cricket chorus
And June bug buzzing back porch
Light…and an occasional hoot owl
Call… to keep me company.

I’m at peace in my space…
But there is a corner that
Seems empty…
It is a corner of my heart…
That your presence fills,
Night after night…
Day after day.

You see…
I’m guilty of taking our life
For granted…although
A day never passes,
Where I do not breathe
A prayer of gratification
For the love you give me…

I’ve become so accustomed
To the comfort of us…together…
Working in perfect time,
With each other…as we build
Our perfect life together.

Your brief absence brings
A rude awakening, as I realize…
Without you…

My whole world is empty.





Erin Woods