Unusual Valentine's Day

I sit
Alone.

The white curtains blow softly.
There is no breeze.

The candles glow
with a
false
sad
sureal
light.

I sit.
Alone.

Valentine's Day?
If he were here, it would be.

If he were here, the sun would shine
The birds would sing.
I would be alive.
He would kiss me the way he used to...
And I would be whole.

My husband is dead.
There is no Valentine's day
For me.

I sit.
Alone.

On the day
of love.

But I am not alone.
He is with me
Drawing
The candlelight.

He was
An artist.

Tears well up
In my eye.

Valentine's day
In the candle light.