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Sunday, May 6, 2012

The Empty Life

I've been wondering all my days
why I haven't found you
and why the ones I find
are always wrong for me
in some overt or secret way

You're always with me
I always know you're there
but every street is empty
when I check on every face
and look through passing hearts

Did I forget the time I sensed
you nearly touched my hand
or driving down an empty road
you head-on drove towards me
and my headlights gave you form

And when I talk with others
I always wonder if I've found
your voice that's heard inside
the emptiness I've come to know
sweet music in each word

With verdant flowers of spring
I've decorated our painful lives
because I know you feel the same
the emptiness of rising daylight
half dark half light half life

I'll keep my vigil though this hour
searching through every minute
for you I've never found
and send my every thought
my deepest love for you

Copyright © 2012 by Barry G. Wick

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