Empty Like This House Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Empty house standing before me, looks the same, but
you're not there within it anymore, everything just
the way you left it.

Decorated and placed all your womanly touches through-
out, loving to roam around, reminiscing about times we
spent here together through the years.

Tears are falling, I miss you my dear, life is like
this house, empty because you're no longer here, tear-
stained memories of past joy continue to fill my mind.

None of them bring you back to me, wanting to hold and
kiss you, make love through the night, missing you so
much, lying here in bed alone, wanting you only.