Tuesday, March 11, 2014

A girl and her dog

for Laura

The silence conquers all, and echoes like
   A scream, compared to the numb emptiness
That is his absence. No more little tyke.
   No more soul mate. No more happiness.
What he made easy is too hard to bear:
   The simple things; the normal day to day.
He turned the mundane into something rare
   And left her nothing when he went away
But sorrow, deep regret for the undone—
   And memories, as full of pain as love,
Like messages sent by her special one
   To help her cherish every moment of
      A shared life full of miraculous charms
      That ended where it started: in her arms.

Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells

1 comment:

Jewel said...

Beautiful Matthew!