A Life Together

There the man sat, alone and in the room. All that was once familiar, now traveled in a passing breeze. Furnishings that displayed life, now props of make believe. All is as nothing with no one to share. He was still, he was there, nothing...nothing to share.

Walls decorated in memory, of all that were there, nothing now showing, walls stripped and now bare. A road and a journey, two hands and their story, is a road now diverged. What were we doing? And where were we going? He thought and he stared.

He offered her his tattered glory and a place in the story and time filled the page; the world was their stage. Life brought its memory, some light, some heavy, while true love remained. He would love her forever, forever they'd stay; love's here and gone in a day.

Life is full of comings and goings, there is much that does not remain. He surrendered his sorrows, fears and his pain. Placed her in the arms of her Father, loved, there she'll remain. Always great full for the memories made; in his chair quietly alone he prayed.