Hold Back The Night All the lights are on Though she is alone, Dark is not her friend The loneliness sets in. Wall shadows lie as ghost, Nights she misses him most, Lights flicker from the wind Shadows play to mock again. In the corner in her chair His empty beside her there, She brushes her graying hair, Into emptiness she stares. Laying the brush aside She softly cried, No one will hear her cry, No one will ask why. The clock chimes midnight She begins turning off lights Except the lamp by her bed Where once he lay his head. Winter nights seem longer The bedroom so much colder, Where once a warm embrace Is a cold lonely place. She stares out into darkness Dreading the stark loneliness, Her mind wanders to the hill Where he waits forever stilled. Winter wind is howling, She lies in bed crying, Whispering his name to the dark With each beat of a broken heart. ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 02-21-05 Return   Poetry By Ken Guestbook   Email Ken To send this page to someone