House of Grief

Odd ends meet.

I don’t sleep,

In this house of grief.

Sweet melodies and musical laugher no longer fill the air.

All I feel is despair.

God grant me the strength to make it through this day.

I sense such dismay.

Your gentle crinkled smile and loving hand, makes me hold back a choking sob.

Time is a thief I would rob, just to spend one more day with you.

My heart will always ache, for you’re gone and I’ll never get any relief - in my house of grief.