I walk up the drive to my house,
To my home.
All is as I left it,
Nothing has changed.
I wander from room to room,
The silence is stifling.
No laughter,
No words.
Nothing but the quiet
Where once there were sounds,
Where once there was music,
Only silence can be heard.
Alone I sit opposite where she sat,
I realise that I was never prepared,
Nobody warned me,
Warned me that when she died
I would not be prepared
For the silence of an empty house.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments5
A sad and thoughtful write Gold.
Meanwhile - was it the same when we went back to our homes after 1066?
Thank you Orchi.
Unfortunately it wasn't the same as you were still there screeching your heart out, I did try and send you to the Picts but they sent you back!!
I envisioned the empty house, and the moment you wrote about the write and his passed away wife, I felt a somber feeling— however it is truly beautiful what you captured. I envisioned it all, great piece Goldfinch.
Thank you Adam, it can be sad walking into my empty house.
Andy
It is still early days. Such a major change in your life will have it's low times even for the most forward looking of person.
Let me say this.... whilst feeling low I would play some music which took me deep into that low, it's necessary to go there from time to time. And the benefit is that you will not stay low, a different lifted frame of mind will prevail and become your strength again, refreshed.
Springtime is ahead.
Thank you d a, as you know when I am in the house I always put music on and it always helps. I wrote this some time ago so I am accepting this major change in my life and I know all will be well.
Andy
I read this and felt myself welling up - (selfishly ?) I thought of myself and wondered how I will feel if my dear wife should pass before I do - then I thought of you and all that you must be going through - my heart goes out to you Andy.
Thank you Michael, enjoy every moment with your wife, I am sure you do, I am accepting the situation and I will be OK as I move on in my life.
Andy
ANGELA HERE (Late lunch break) Love this Music - especially when Im feeling melacholy & blue ! Its a perfect accompanyment to your very melancholy Poem. Your visual reminds me that *Recreation* can be an antidote (but never an answer) for the lonliness caused by the absence of a loved one.I felt it in NZ in he latter days - when Ruth had gone home - and I was alone and my heart ached for BRIAN 24/7 ! BUT he did come for me eventually - and when I saw HIM I just broe down and wept or JOY ! I never realised just how much noise in the house - another person made. So in a small way I can empathise. In your case it is so so sad because (on this Earth) your physical (but not spiritual) separation is permanent. The silence is eerie - gone is the Music - the Laughter the Presence. We think of You & pray for You every day.
Blessings & Peace for You & Yours
Love Angela & Brian 💛💛💛💛💛
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Thank you Angela, I will be fine as I accept the past and move on into my new life.
Andy
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