What I Cannot See Poem by Lora Colon

When least expected, he walks through my mind,
When will I learn to lock my door?
Though some withered leaves hold fast to the trees,
There comes a time they must say 'No more! '

But I cannot see my life without him,
Why does his voice not answer mine?
All my prayers in vain, I still wear this chain.....
Locked in a prison of my own design

While soft music plays, I turn the lights low,
Longing to find peace in the dark,
Yet I pace the hall, just restless, that's all,
As on this quest once more I embark

I relive each day that we shared our love,
Not one moment have I mislaid,
But fate tore apart the joy in my heart,
Once again, my faith in God betrayed

I still walk the paths that we used to take,
Ghosts of yesterday dart and hide,
What I cannot see is what torments me.....
I cannot see my love at my side