An Empty Bed

 

Written for a young widow that lost her husband in a tragic accident.

 

As I crawl into an empty bed

I hope to see the back of your head

Or hear the rise of your gentle snore

 

Feel your warmth on a Winters night

Saying – Goodnight, God Bless, sleep tight

To wake tomorrow, to love you more

 

As I trawl the world for sleep

Eyes shut tight

So I do no weep

 

I dream of days that are in my head

Of the days I did not have

An empty bed

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