A weeping widow, her now fatherless kids, Fractured hearts, Cant pay the rent, In the blink of an eye life has changed, She is as still as a lake untouched by the wind, Her thoughts focused onto matters she never had control of, Her bed cold as she hugs his pillow goodnight, No morning coffee with a kiss on the head, No long walks holding hands on the beach, Where does she go from here ? Only downhill in a spiral, A constant pain in her heart, Numb, She is shattered, Her children remind her of him, Their warm smiles, The colour of their eyes, The dimples in their cheeks, A widow alone in the world so horrid, Yet she will survive this time that is torrid.
