They say that silence is golden,

I agree, when it is around you.

Just quietly comfortable holding,

No words needed between us two.

As you sit and you read your book,

And I play my gaming device.

You snuggle up into my nook,

And I think, “well, isn’t this nice.”

The kids asleep in their beds,

And the fire crackles gently.

But alas, this is all in my head,

A fiction that only I see.

The laughter is gone from the hallway,

The pillow on your side is cold.

My dreams full of that fateful Fall day,

Your hand I can no longer hold.

Gone but never forgotten,

You meant more to me than you know.

Left on my own, feeling rotten.

The doctor says I must let go.