Vigil

Each night I step where she once stepped
Upon this antique stair.
And countless vigils I have kept
In hopeful, silent prayer.

So quietly despair has crept
Into a secret lair,
My heart, where all the joy’s been swept.
Dear God, it’s so unfair!

But in my dreams wild hope has leapt
Across this Winter air,
We’ll meet again, I now accept.
I have the hope to dare!

Each night I step where she once stepped
Upon this antique stair.
And countless vigils I have kept
In hopeful, silent prayer.