The Pain of An Empty Window

From the outside looking in
I can see as plain as day
What few others ever thought of
I guess I'm cursed in that way

If you look out
I bet you'll get to know 
The pain of an empty window

It held a nose streak and some paw prints
That now live in my heart
I watched my grandma and my grandpa
Wave every time that we'd part

Watched my son learn to play ball 
Not so long ago
That's a broken, memory I'll have you know
The pain of an empty window

I remember the first winter
She ever spent with me
We sat there under blankets
It was better than TV

40 years of Christmas lights
Strung out in the snow
Now how I miss, their soft romantic glow 
Through the pain of an empty window

There was a nose streak and some paw prints
That now live in my heart
I watched my grandma and my grandpa
Wave every time that we'd part

Watched my son learn to play ball 
Not so long ago
That's a broken, memory I'll have you know
The pain of an empty window

Saw my last child off to school
How did time pass so fast
Its hard to see what memories
Are reflected in the glass

If you look out
I bet you'll get to know 
The pain of an empty window
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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