Each day I awake
New joy is there for me.
I wonder what it will be today?
There are so many joys to be had.
I will listen to music,
Write my words,
Meet good friends,
Eat fine food,
Drink good wine,
Be happy all day.
But then I will come home,
Home to that empty house
Where my loved one used to be.
She is there in Spirit
But her body has gone to rest,
And is no longer there for me to hug.
As I walk up the stairs
And go to bed she is not there.
But I know when I awake each day
New joys will be there for me.