She hears footsteps on her door
A faint whisper, a single word
Through the light and no more
The days go slow and the nights
Wind waves her dress
There's leaves on the porch floor
And a candle with a calling flame
There's no home like an empty house
Scent of coffee invites her back in
An arabian sin and the ginger cakes
That is all that it takes to make her smile
For awhile
Hope is beyond death
But life, it keeps breathing, between the breaks
The morn's white howls like sorrow
It bounds me to the days of grey
She left me here, alone, against the world
With the grief
A faint whisper, a single word
Where are you, when the light is gone?
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