by Donna Carroll Batton

Created on: February 22, 2011

Left Behind

I folded up your clothes today

Caressing every shirt

I let the tears fall as they may

Not holding back the hurt

I held your watch so tenderly

Then slipped it in my drawer

I’ll take it out e’er now and then

And look at it some more

I had the bank remove your name

From our accounts and such

And slowly, as I did each task

It hurt so very much

I can’t explain the anguish, as

I wipe you from my life

And now I am a widow, when

I used to be your wife

It feels like I’m erasing you

A little more each day

But in my heart, my darling love

You know you’ll always stay

And when my life on earth is o’er

And God doth call me home

We’ll be together once again

And joy shall be our own

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