Just as it was before...

 

 

Still she keeps your slippers by the chair

and hangs your jumpers on the line

as if nothing has changed, like you're still there

and life goes on just fine.

 

She polishes your glasses with such pride

and places them with care upon the shelf

trying not to show the hurt inside

she thinks no one will notice but her self

 

She puts out two cups for morning tea

almost like she can't accept the grief

at times she often calls your name

and I look on in tender disbelief.

 

I guess you being there is all she knew

without you in her life she bares the pain

 i'm sure you're up there feeling the same too

as she tries so hard to keep life just the same.

 

And when she thinks that no one is around

she sits so lost alone and starts to weep

A river of tears that make no sound

for her love... in eternal sleep.