Linger

"Linger"

I have felt your spirit linger,
Even long past your death.
The house feels so empty without
Your warm smile.

The colors on the walls seem cold and dull,
Now that you have gone.
And the once bright room we shared,
Feels so dark and lonely.

I drove down the road,
Ten months since you’d passed.
But the tears still spilled from my eyes,
As I remembered your face.

As I pulled in the driveway, that chilly autumn day.
The sun shone on the house and the trees around it,
with their changing colors,
made it seem so much brighter than it felt.

I walked in the door, glancing to the right
To see the couch.
Out of habit,
For once there you sat.

Then the tears fell again,
I could not control as they hit the floor.
I walked into to the living room and sat next to your seat.
Wishing so badly you were here next to me.

And still I felt your spirit linger,
As I rose from the couch,
But there you stood in the door way.
Still and unmoving.

I blinked but you did not disappear as I thought you would.
I stood still and watched without a word,
Because I’d never spoken to a dead man before,
And I didn’t know where to begin.