All Alone In The Dark Poem by Doris Cornago

Sitting by the window out of reach

I have been thinking of past sorrows

and joys, and so many things in between

feeling the filling of your being...


If wind blows and carries me away

what memories will I still keep

and to my surprise your face covered

all the snapshots I would take...


My heart is so full of you that not

An iota of self is left to imprint

my mind of what death feels or what

depth of sorrow would be left as I go...


Just the softness of wind on my cheek

sun warm on my exposed arm and the

fullness of a morning made beautiful

by sharing a few minutes with you...


You said come here see my office

when you haven't taken bite in two meals

So hungry and yet not in a hurry

making time, all alone in the dark...


You melt my heart with your glazed stare

I know your head hurts from constant glare

Still you have to race home in a bike

Back still aching from bumps of past ride...


Touching the furniture I watched you work

careful not to speak in the stillness

not to make you lose another precious hour

Tomorrow, and tomorrow I will be with you...