Darko Durbic

Butterfly Rose

ONE DAY CLOSER I wake with each morning,
A "good morning to you ",
Say a prayer for my loved one,
And my broken heart too. Stumble into the shower
Let the tears go down the drain,
Somehow I feel safe here,
But I still know the pain. I kiss your sweet portrait,
Sitting there by the phone,
But your call never comes,
"Do I smell your cologne?" I do the week's food shop,
"Oh you would like this!"
And I place it back gently,
Continue on with my list. Mrs. Jones sees me coming,
She says I look well,
I said thank you and thought
"But I'm still in my hell!" Her son is done school now,
Does she forget her son and my son,
Should be doing this together? The ride home should relax me,
Then here comes the tune,
The one you told me to play,
As you lay in your tomb. I struggle with the bags,
Wish I had your strong arms,
Not just for the packages,
But to keep each other warm. I try to cook dinner,
Read the mail, do some chores,
Plant flowers in the garden,
"I can't do this any more!" My son won't get married,
Have children, grow old,
He won't have any new stories,
That need to be told. People look at us and think
We are done with our grief,
After all its been "this long",
By now there's relief? The only relief that I know,
And I swear this is true,
With each day that goes by,
I'm closer to being with you!