ALSphere Foundation
You stir up the wok and toss the pan
While keeping an eye on the brewing pot,
And though you hum an old classic with a smile
Your blank eyes communicate a lot.
“Here”, you say with childlike excitement
As you place the steaming spread,
“Extra cheese for you!” you point out
And that’s where I begin to dread.
You then start dishing up my plate
With pasta, bread and soup,
Your stories, your questions, your laughter, your tears
Follow a familiar loop.
I wish I could respond to your stories
And laugh along with you,
I wish I could answer your questions
And let you answer mine too.
But most of all what I wish I could
Is to hold you and say, “I’m there”,
And never let your sight go blur
And never let you go despair.
‘Coz when you talk to the empty chair
And imagine your eyes looking into mine,
I despise myself for causing you pain
And I wish I could say “it’ll be fine”.
But I cannot because it won’t be so
So I wish for you to move on,
Trust your life without me in it
And open your heart to the new dawn.
