Shopping For A Ghost

I was tired of having no place to go;
being all alone, carries its cost;
it was wintertime; and I loved snow;
just sitting at home; I was lost.

I was shopping alone; nothing to buy;
trying to find, something to fit;
but, there was nothing my size, to try;
at least, nothing, that I’ll admit.

I strolled, without purpose, thru the store;
where she and I, often had gone;
strangely, I thought I’d see her once more;
for I knew, somehow, she’d lived on.

Tho I sensed her energies all around;
her ghost, I was unable to see;
her perfume’s scent: not to be found;
but I wonder if she could see me.

Why had she chosen to exit life’s stage;
leaving such a void in my life?
I was left unable to turn life’s page;
because of the loss of my wife.

Each one of us, is here for a special reason;
the Master doesn’t believe in happenstance;
all things happen within their season;
and nothing occurs, completely by chance.

We’d pledged each other, a lifetime to share;
why did she leave; did she have no choice?
I was a fool, thinking she didn’t care;
for she was responding, to the Master’s voice.