Third Thanksgiving without Cathy

I walk in Shadows
I walk in shadows under a starry black night,
I hear a whisper of a passing breeze.
It caress my cheeks like one, long passed
A fleeing moment of love still last.

Deep dark caverns and long damp holes,
Envelops the spirit and emotions seized.
Memories and thoughts are all that’s left,
A willing decent into the murky depth.

Day in and day out, distractions withholding,
Tasks and involvement help pass the day.
Little events and a pleasant smile,
Gives moment reprieve for a little while.

My mourning and sorrows may not be light,
This is my life, be it as it may.
I miss you deeply, my angel face,
You know my wishes, God speed with haste.

A Place Far, Far, Away
There was a place that I hold so dear,
A sanctuary, a haven that's far and near.
You travel to it with hearts and mind,
Once you arrive, it's devoid of time.

Moments pass not by the tick of a clock,
But the gentle call of a distant lark.
I frequent this place when I embrace,
The one true love, my angel face.

Poets write, how time stands still,
I've come to know their meaning, and it's real.
The warmth that emanates can send you afar,
You drift into space and one with the stars.

This place I yearn, no longer exist,
The void that remains is a dark abyss.
What once was a sanctuary is now no more,
Rip from the heart and stripped to the core.