I turn around now your not there

No embrace, no one to share

An empty space between the sheets

All alone my poor heart beats.

A rock on which I did depend

A hand that always would extend

Helpful in so many ways

Walked together all our days.

My thoughts of you will never fade

Sweet memories that we once made

Your presence never out of place

I wish you well in your new space.

J. Poet 7 ( wordverse.me )