We Wait

No chatter patter, I'm alone in a lonely house as winter arrives My thoughts fly to you as you travel afar in distant regions You still write me letters, though with fewer lines Yet, they are filled with music for my soul You took care of all my needs before you left You even stocked the house with wood for our bonfires in garden, But of what use are they without you and our little hearts? The wood lies bundled quietly in the store waiting for your hands to untie them Solitary fires bring no warmth, I dispel with such an endeavour Memories of children and us around our evening fires warms my heart There was laughter reigning all around Neighbours heard our peels as loud guffaws rattled their windows They smiled at us the next day as it cheered their hearts, too Scrumptious hot food was savoured While jabbering endlessly till midnight eerie hours Now when I return from work I unlock an empty home with cold walls The overhanging roof almost engulfs me to madness. I wake up to misty-foggy mornings with the temperatures dipping I keep myself warm to retain my good health You were always worried about my health with the seasonal change The days at work pass by, it is the dark cold evenings that leave me lonelier The cold quilts dampen my lonely spirits further till eyelids drop I miss the warmth of your arm as I snuggled closer It gave me protection and made me feel wanted Your presence in your office at home made my world complete Now the chair is lifeless before a clean dusted table The office that was priceless has lost its value and There is an empty vision in an empty room which waits for its master Hot cappuccinos our nocturnal addiction is sans aroma We were a couple of few words but our silent eyes told stories Quietly we walked down the lake with bird-food in our hands for our migratory guests The orange shroud of the vanishing sun imprisoned the lake waters lapping the banks. I've stopped going there without you I read and sometimes sit alone in our barren garden that Awaits your return to bloom in springtime Life all alone without a loved one is a loveless life. December 12, 2015 Contest: Favourite Love Poem Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron