Alone

ALONE by JOHN M. ARRIBAS Like the lone osprey searching the sea for a meal Like the void in ones being that many a widower feel Like the unending pounding by a relentless surf Like the fading memories that no one can reverse Like the sudden feeling that she’s in the next room Like the anticipated joy that turns into gloom Like the warm home that is now a empty house Like the unanswered echo from a missing spouse Like the autumn leaves shriveled by an early frost Like those hand held moments now forever lost Like the warm embrace that was deeply sown Like the shadow continuing the journey alone