Night will be here soon....shadows
gathering around me-
Guess I should go home - but
its so damn lonely.
I get tired of rambling around in
that big house all alone-
The wife died years ago and all
the kids are gone.
Every days the same for me -
Nothing changes here-
I sit on this cold , hard bench
wiping away a tear.
Never knew that loneliness
echoes so loud-
I feel it eating me alive - even
in a crowd.
Memories - thats all I have -
My kids and my wife-
They meant EVERYTHING to
me - my soul..my life!
What I would give for just one
more tender touch-
One more smile - from the
lady I love so much.
We used to sit out on the
porch sipping iced tea-
Kids playing on the swings-
making memories.
We danced in the rain -
loved every day-
Now I sit here alone - with
nothing much to say.
Every days the same for me-
Nothing changes here-
I sit on this cold, hard bench
wiping away a tear......
Written By Linda M. Hill
