Empty closet, empty heart.
Empty morning, day won’t start
Lost my plans to carry on
Since I learned that you are gone

 I thought of us as one.
But your half of me

Just left, me feeling bereft

With empty hands at grace to pray
Empty plate and nothing to say
I never strayed too far from you
And always loved the best I knew

No more cookie dough for snitchin’

No more life in this old kitchen

Empty mailbox, cat’s not fed
Empty bathroom, empty bed.

No one puts the coffee on

What a dull and dreary dawn