His chair remains empty,
His laugh can’t be heard.
To all of my questions,
He says not a word.
I need him to hold me,
I long to hold him.
My arms are still empty,
The outlook seems grim.
When long days are bleak
And lonely the nights
How can I see him?
He’s out of my sight
Although it is broken,
My heart holds the key.
My love still can see him.
He’s right here in me.