you consumes my every waking moment.
Where are you? When did you leave us?
Was it the minute your body became an empty shell?
Or did you stick around awhile
And soak our souls with yours?
I have fanciful thoughts that goodness and
kindness and honesty
That was you.
Seeped into the hearts of our children before you
left for some bright star.
Was that you, brushing your hand against my face?
Did you come to kiss our aching eyes
While we lay in tear-soaked sleep?
I want to believe it.
And to feel your strong arms embracing us forever.