Visions Poem by Mary Daly

I saw my husband on the stair,
I looked again, he wasn't there,
The step was cold and dark and bare.

I saw my loved one on the bus,
He sat there, right in front of us,
Then disembarked without a fuss.

I saw my darling at the zoo,
Gazing at the amazing view,
At all the birds as they flew.

I saw my husband on the train,
I looked out at the pouring rain,
I turned back-he'd gone again.

I saw my sweetheart in the park,
And waited for the usual spark,
But then it just went cold and dark.

I see him here, I see him there,
But then my heart fills with despair,
It feel as though it's going to tear.

BECAUSE

I see a man who can't exist,
He's just a name among a list,
He'll never know how much he's missed.

First comes the tsunami of grief,
Then numbing pain brings sharp relief,
Emotions stolen by a thief.

I am the woman on the moon,
Or stranded on the highest dune,
My life right now is out of tune.

So now my meals are all for one,
It's hard to think that he has gone,
But life, inevitably, moves on.