Viv 21st August 2012

No longer will her mobile ring No longer will I hear her sing Her presence missed in every way Her voice, her laughter, day by day Empty chairs and  empty rooms Dreary silence fills the glooms Pleading, praying, never heard What was her very final word?  Could I stop it? Did I try?  Did I listen, why oh why??!!!!! Can she hear me, does she know Just how much We miss her so? Round and round, it never ends Same old questions, same pretends  Bargaining and disbelief Sleepless nights consumed with grief Words that tell us how we'll feel  Descriptors that are all too real  Sadness,  Anger, Shock and Guilt  Pain and Denial up to the hilt But no matter how we try  acceptance always passes by.....