Husbands lose wives everyday
The day my bride died
Began the new way I tried
To Hide my emotions
Like rubbing in lotion
the realization
Was rubbed in deep
But not for a lasting hopefulness
More like for a bitter openness
Unto myself that I fear no one
Would comprehend
Though they would try to mend
What was broken deep inside
Already broken watching her waste away
Mentally
Physically
Separating herself from what she will
Never be a part of again
Now I am awkward as I attend to
What’s been left behind
A mind so wracked with sorrow
That I don’t know how I’ll make it
To tomorrow
Though I do
Day by day
Everyday is changed
But
It still feels the same
As the day my bride died
I try and try to hold on to
Somethings
Left
Behind
The things left for me to be thankful for
The more gratitude I discover
More
And
More
Come my way
To help my
Love Changes Daily