My eyes seem to reluctantly open
To an emptiness beside me in bed
Too long she's been gone... As are those smiles we shared
As happily we greeted each dawn

In two lonely days it's the 14th
Valentine's Day on my mind
As I seek in silver tinged memries
For a smile that I now can't seem to find

I know that she'd smile as she scolded
With those emerald green eyes
I've known so well
That never seemed to lose their power
To pull me in and under their spell

Suddenly I hear in my head ... her voice starts speaking
Those words it's not hard to imagine her say
Come on lazy bones get out of that bed
Or you can make it up and I'll make the coffee instead

Then just as if she were actually here
My feet hit the floor as I raced out the door
In order to make it perfectly clear
To push the on switch like the thousands of times... That    I've  
    done      before

Then retracing my steps as a
grimacing smile pulls at my lips
I fluff and I squeeze pillows and spread covers with care
Happily doing what she could never get me to do
In my mind I happily find it's something that we now share

These last 30 days my mind seems to glaze
With all the empty space I must now fill
Along with the loneliness I have to endure
Can't get used to it and never will

So I set myself down at the table
Sugar to sweeten my coffee and more than just a dollop of cream
I need something to help me find pleasure
Even then I could hear her talking to me... as if I were having a dream

Is that what you've been doing here while I've been gone
Slowly I spun my head to look behind me
There she stood  with her suitcase in hand
We finished the project early -  and I really needed to be home she said
But I couldn't stop sitting there staring in wonder
Besides she said as she cradled my head
I couldn't stand the idea of  us spending Valentine's Day alone
But my mind was gone... empty of thought
Flung into the High Heavens... not even missed
From the moment she leaned over  reconnecting our hearts... as we kissed.

I missed you ...so much we said !

Home
House

A home may be a new place everyday

A house is a place you live in

A home is made of love

A house is made of concrete and steel

A home is where coffee rings stain father’s old coffee table
A home is when mother would yell at him for not using a coaster, but kissing him after her furrowed brow disintegrates

A house is where marbled countertops are so clean it looks as no life is here
A house is where slammed doors almost drown out the yelling that came before it.

A home is where the goldfish has lived for 2 years, and nobody knows how, literally I think he’s a wizard fish
A home is where dog hair is not lint rolled because that baby will be rubbing all over it as soon as it’s cleaned.

A house is where no pets rome because they are messy
A house is where messy is bad

A home is where you may not always be alright
A home is where it’s okay to not be alright. There will always be tissues and arms waiting for you

A house is a painted smile

A home's walls full of messy fingerprints

A house reeks of new paint

A home is a couple twirling in the kitchen, love burning in their eyes, after 20 years of marriage

A house is a arm around a waist that looks like it doesn’t belong

*A home is made of love

A house is made of concrete and steel