An Epilogue

There he sits day after day

Empty his eyes, they look away

Marriage perhaps is just too long

What once felt right now feels wrong

When she's gone will he wonder why

behind the scenes might he even cry

or will he celebrate her letting go

Maybe yes, but she will never know

Distant is he from dusk to dawn

She finds no reason to carry on

He does not treat her as he should

she is not made of rock or wood

His words are fewer everyday

he turns his back and walks away

What a shame to say goodbye

So many years - should not she cry

The love between them is no more

being together has become a chore

He just wanted someone to claim

she was naive - what a shame