The cushioned couch, a mother’s resting base,
A giver of care, her memories keep warming,
Yet still remains that empty space.
Too soon, without guilt, cancer did debase,
this angel, with children and husband still adoring,
No words to say in this place.
Two young lovers make of vow of embrace
A passion for infinity, they ignore parental warning,
and try to live without that empty space
Alas, both were too different, traits they couldn’t erase,
Hope lost, all alone now, What was the point of all the yearning?
No words to say in this place.
“There’s someone else” he touches base.
her heart pains from the betrayal, but dreaming,
still longs to fill that empty space.
Reason can’t excuse this disgrace.
No way to rationalize such harming.
No words to say in this place,
Yet still remains that empty space.
