Goodbye again

goodbye again

The old cottage

sits in breaking light

Covered in snowfall

from the canadian winter.

A Christmas card picture.

The last of the stars

Fade into morning sleep.

All night I have

sat in my chair.

Beside the glowing warmth

Of the maplewood fire.

Opposite to your armchair

As we so often were on long

winter nights.

Next to you chair

your book and glasses.

Unmoved from

when you were here.

It is on my agenda

to move them.

But not quite yet

Just not yet.

In the slow quiet hours

I drifted in

and out of sleep.

In the comforting

warmth you were

With me once more.

Sat quietly in your chair.

Beside the firelight

that you loved.

Of course the morning

took you away again

with the starlight.

And for me

the moment of loss

Is as sharp as ever.

I pour a mug

of hot black coffee

And whisper to you

Goodbye again honey.