xLx's blog: "Hindsight"

As the hazy colors of dew

  stream down my window pane,

The sun breaks through 

  the night and once again

I begin to think anew

  of how it all changed 

That day, out of the blue;

  and know I'm the one to blame.

The picture I keep 

  locked within my mind

Is of the final week

  we shared the light,

In love so deep,

  our hearts our sight;

Before it was bleak

  and I was bound by night.

And as I lay my head

  on the empty pillow

In the empty bed, I

  stare at the willow

Where we were wed,

  and how I could show-

Before I was dead-

  how much I love you so.