November Skies
The tears I cannot seem to dry.
As I stand beneath November’s sky.
You left and you’re not coming back.
How long’s it been? I’ve lost track.
I think you’re watching from above.
For what we shared was timeless love.
But I cannot seem to let you go.
And the pain is more than you can know.
The leaves still fall, the wind still sighs.
But joy has vanished from my eyes.
I speak your name in whispered breath.
And feel the hush of grief and death.
Your coat still hangs behind the door.
Your footprints live upon the floor.
I swear I feel your hand in mine.
When silence stills the world in time.
And though they say I’ll heal with years.
My heart still bleeds through hidden tears.
You are the ache I carry wide.
The love I keep, though you have died.
But then the light breaks through the trees.
And I can breathe in small degrees.
I feel you linger in the air.
A quiet warmth that meets me there.
So I will walk this road somehow.
With all your love still here, right now.
And every time I lift my eyes…
You’re in the wind. November skies.
Original Poetry Written By
Eryn Dunbar
Copyright (c) 8.21.2025
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