There's an empty chair
There's an empty place that only
you can fill.
Yesterday's memories live
in the attic of my heart.
In a place that only you can reach
I remain with
words you left behind,
love you gently carried,
postcards of places we've been to,
photographs of moments
of a life well lived.
I have drowned in sorrow,
I have lost my way.
I have carried a scar with your name.
I want to dance in the rain,
and celebrate you.
I want to voice my gratitude to the world.
I want to bottle my tears
and save them for another day.
I want the wind to whisper secrets
in my ear.
Today I will soar and fly,
today I will live,
today I will celebrate you.
This is dedicated to my mom. Last week I wrote a poem for her as well. This week is three years
since she passed away. I think of her every day but more so when her birthday or
anniversary of her passing is here. I miss her and I remember all our special moments.
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