Empty Places

I drove the old way yesterday.
It 'd been a while,you see.
And there,without warning,
the pain washed over me.

I drove the old way yesterday
and sadness came on strong,
taken back by so much feeling,
since you've been gone so long

Places seem to lie in wait
to summon up the tears,
to say remember yesterday,
those days when you were here.

Places where you laughed and played
are places where I cry.
These places hold the memories
that will live as long as I.

By Genesse Bourdeau Gentry
From: Stars in the Deepest Night