The ashes of death comfort my soul
Silent words fill the air
Can there be solace in loving you
There is no one there……
You smote me with your promises
They are echos to my soul
I long to feel your touch on my heart
There is no one there….
Bathing in sorrow my tears flow
Tragedy knocks on the door
You realize it’s time to love me
There is no one there….
To leave this life an empty waste
My cries unheard for years
A memory forgotten too late to care
There is no one there.
© Wendy Poole
3-4-08