A Widows Last Day Poem by Brittney Miller

lifeless eyes
forgotten smile
she walks through the familiar world
grey sky's wilted flowers,
sound of laughter long extinct,
her heart once filled with love and joy
now drained of all hope,
she sits on a cold stone bench
next to the ghost of her forever,
she turns her back on the light
blaming everything good for her pain,
feeling guilty for being able to feel the
gentle rays of the sunlight on her cold face,
she sits there most the day,
her mind wandering to happier times
yet none of the joy can reach her
broken soul, the chill of the night forces her
back into her drafty old house,
she goes about her routine,
cooks her stew for one butters her bread,
and sits at the table staring at
an empty chair longing for conversation,
a stray cat meows at the window
she kindly lets him in and puts down a
bowl of milk, she stirs the restless fire,
and walks up the stairs to her bedroom,
climbs into what once was her marriage bed,
and closes her eyes for the last time and
after many years of sadness her soul
is finally at peace as she stands next to her love