Ashes, Ashes

Only on an occasion now
I get to look into your eyes,
I see only ashes there.
No longer the inferno
that drew two kids together
like cold damp travelers.
No longer the warmth
of Sunday afternoons
with the kids
or long walks with
only our love to guide us home

Now we only wait
for the one day breeze
to scatter our life
and blow us
seperate ways.