I still see her face, as I lay down to sleep; her long silky hair, smelling
so sweet. When I awaken, I still hear her voice; like the music of angels,
calling my name. I look 'round the bedroom, the memories are still
there; the hugging and kissing, with such tender care. I walk down the
hallway, where the pictures once hung; the walls are now bare, there's
not even one. I enter the kitchen, where she spent some of her time;
she'd be doing the dishes, dinner was always on time. I walk into the
living room, now empty now bare; I still see her sleeping, in her favorite
chair. I walk into our daughters room, where they would play and read books;
their laughter was so pure, so honest and true. The smile on her face, was
like the sun in the morn; growing brighter and brighter, as the days wore
on. I am filled with just memories now, of the love that we shared; no one
could stop us, no
one would dare. Tormented and stricken, by the pain I have done; she now
lies in the arms, of some other one.
 
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