It’s interesting to
Realize that even
Without you here
Things that you
Touched ate or
Heard somehow reminds
Me of you
As though you
Are still here
As I touch
Eat and hear
Them once again
You are hanging
Here like curtains
Of my life
It’s interesting to
Realize that even
Without you here
Things that you
Touched ate or
Heard somehow reminds
Me of you
As though you
Are still here
As I touch
Eat and hear
Them once again
You are hanging
Here like curtains
Of my life
Loneliness is an
Expression of something
It’s usually fear
And something that
We avoid at
All costs it
Lives in the
Worlds of less
Than and not
Good enough for
Anyone else the
Easiest way to
Being happily alone
Is by understanding
That you’re just
A sliver of
Perfection as we
Were all created
In His image
Perfect for you
When you stop
Trying to tune
In your station
Amidst a dial
Full of the
Static of others
Sometimes its easier
To simply switch
It off altogether
And be silent
There’s a degree
Of peace to
Be found in
The solitude of
Simply and quietly
Listening to ourselves
We all make
A mark somewhere
In this life
Sometimes as broad
As shoveling
A path through
Snow drifts or
The placement of
Bread atop refrigerators
That change how
We see things
Or find things
Yet some are
As subtle as
A thumbprint on
Those you love
In love we
Tend to chase
What we want
And avoid what
We need true
Love is uncomfortable
And hurts but
True love teaches
Us hope in
Things beyond ourselves