The stench of decay
Overpowers senses
The heart long dead
Awaits final resting place
The bed unmade
Bears testimony of bygone love made
Rocking chair facing the window
Makes her rock gently
To the music the ticking clock makes
Her love is gone
Her heart is dead
She feels no sorrow,
She can feel no pain
Only a pressing loneliness
Someday so long back
Can\'t recall the faces
Only memory of smile lighting up eyes
On her love\'s embrace
The clock has not stopped
It keeps the time
Her time came to a halt
When love said goodbye
Somewhere, sometime
She will wake up from reverie
Somewhere, someday
She will find a meaning of her being
But for now
The rocking chair
Her refuge from the life
Will keep her beating heart alive