My long hall now dark and empty
Where once you treaded softly
My kitchen once filled with laughter
Now stilled like a tomb

I can not bear to look at the sky
With its haunting clouds, hanging icy and frozen
Colors once bright and alive
Now have been washed away, faded and dimmed

The paintings on my walls
Once bountiful portals
To a glorious and vibrant past
Only stare back at me with their cold eyes

Your spirit haunts me
The empty bed where once you slept
No more than a ghostly reminder of all you were.
The void of silence in my heart

Where once our beautiful music played
Know this fierce heart loved you
Loved you the way the grass rolling on the hills
loves the first breathe of morning sun cutting through the dew

Loved you the way the moonlight shining from afar
Bathes a lonely ocean in its silver fire.
The billions that came before
Did they love as we did?
The billions that will follow?

Will they love any less?
Our love, like a tiny drop
Soon to be lost in an endless ocean of time.
A book closed and put on a shelf
Never to be read again

Long forgotten,
In the vast quiet library of eternity
As the great march continues forward
And the home that feels so empty now will one day be gone, as will I
Know though, I loved you with all my heart.

A Poem by Craig Hamar