Tatters
The sunrise greets the end to another sleepless night
Closing my eyes, thoughts and memories spin in my head
Like relentless tormentors, reminding me of the loss
And all that is left of them are tatters
Tatters of what once was:
Our room with the golden walls
The bed that we bought together
Your voice whispering good night
The mirror where we brushed our teeth
And the notes we put there expressing our love
Trinity and the swimming hole and making love on the beach
The joy after being told we had a healthy baby girl
The way I trusted you completely
Saturday morning pancakes
And how the kids loved the way you made them
The old red leash for the dog
And our early morning walks
The hot tub where we drank and laughed deep into the night
Thanksgiving and Christmas filled with loving family and friends
Dinners in the Napa Valley and vacations on Kauai
The way I felt you slipping away
The annual Christmas party and shopping with you for my dress
The black Betsy Johnson gown I wore
When I found out about the lie
The elegant marble floor where I knelt sick from the truth
Driving home in the pouring rain
The way the house looked as we pulled into the drive
The diamond ring I look off my finger
The way it felt to say good bye.
