The Space You've Left...
- solunsteve
 - Aug 3
 - 1 min read
 
Another song I have created in memory of my beloved mom who passed away on October 7th, 2024.
The Space You've Left 
Morning breaks against an empty chair
Where coffee steams for no one there
The kitchen holds our phantom talk
Your absent footsteps still walk
Through rooms that learned your gentle way
Of making ordinary sacred
I dial your number in my sleep
And wake to silence, vast and deep
The phone remembers how you'd call
With news of nothing, best of all
Those rambling hours spent between
The said and never-said
Time folds like letters never sent
Each birthday candle represents
The conversations yet to come
That death has rendered deaf and dumb
But love speaks fluent in the dark
Where memory makes its mark
If longing were a currency
I'd buy back every cup of tea
We shared while solving all the world
Our wisdom into comfort curled
You taught me how to truly hear
Beyond the words we fear
So on this day that bears your name
I light a candle just the same
Not for the sorrow or the loss
But for the bridge that love can cross
Between the then and here and now
You show me how
The space you left is not a void
It's where your presence is deployed
In every kindness I extend
Every heart I help to mend
Your birthday lives in how I choose
To love, and never lose
The best of what you gave to me
Your gift of empathy




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