Your Voice

 
Your Voice
I sat by your grave this morning
Like I do most mornings
I talk to you
And you answer me
with no Earthly voice
But rather the one in my heart
I loved you so and always will
My love, my friend, my other self
The days stretch out before me
And I am desolate
That they will not be shared with you
Please stay that voice in my heart
To guide me
And give me strength
Help to quiet me in my silent rage
That you are not here