I left at home

The memories so carefully stowed.

Albums, children grown and flown

 

Husband who understood

My every whim

Loved me, bumps, scars and all

 

I look for family and friends

To take me in their arms

And love me as he did.

 

There are none to be found

I feel my grief grow year by year.

Left alone in a world unknown.

 

Widows are left alone

To learn to be on their own.

I should have known

 

Let go give thanks

For years well-lived, well-loved

Thanks to you my beloved