To Live Without You

The rest of my life starts now... A checkerboard battle of custody, evidence of fatherly love fell short My fuddled walk now through leafless trees, weeps, traversing corners of an empty nest erasing black patches of white sunlight I am learning to live without you, my dear. In my flowerless spring, I can hear footsteps of your childish laughter In my sterile morning window panes, I can see your cherubic sunny face In my dusty colourless albums , I can touch your tantrums reborn In your sizzling scent of innocence, I can drench my sonorous silence. Haunting words of ache from my quiet world will perhaps never reach you In a distant country , I see you growing up As I grow up... learning to live without you. 30th May 2020 Sponsor JCB Burl Contest Name A World Without You ??