[ Widower Grief ]

The House is Empty Now
By Reverend William E. Gramley

The house is empty now, and so am I.
The silence is all around me
and penetrates my every step.
If I listen to music, it pierces my soul
and brings up tears on its way out.

I see her picture on several walls,
giving a momentary glow
to days gone by, filling those rooms
with love’s reflections, as I pass through.

I go out and return, but the routine and the voices
beyond this place cannot come back with me.
I am stripped and searched at the door,
humbled as I lean upon the entrance way.
I may only take the emptiness in.

Widower grief

That doesn’t seem necessary,
since it abides here anyway.
The house is empty now,
and so am I.



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