No butterflies for me

No passing breathy wind to remind me

No gentle waft of scent to titillate my senses

No nightly conversations when I sleep and dream

No cool shivers as you envelope me in spectral love

You are not here

My memories of a strong, capable woman haunt me, with me

My thoughts of our conversations, shared love of music, shared love

My recollections of laughter, long walks, many beloved dogs, shared reflections

My blue eyes are yours, my granddaughters’ blue eyes, like sorcerers’ pools to drown in

Where are you?

The safety of you, the trust, shared values, shared humour, shared stories, lost

You who were so dear to me, so special, so beloved, are no longer here

You who filled my life, my eyes, my heart and my senses, are gone

The essence of you, the scent, the energy, the breath, left

Now just me waiting for a sign.