Empty is my head when first my eyes open. Empty is my heart without knowing yours is all mine. Empty is my heart when my children are away. Empty is my heart when I learn nothing will ever be the same, because you’re now gone for, life has selfishly taken you away. Empty is my heart as I grieve the loss of you. Empty now are my dreams. Empty is not how you’ll find me anymore. Full now is my heart with hope for the future.
By Felina Silver Robinson