The canvas is bare where colorful paints use to play. <br /> <br />Days of rainbows and laughter and long walks on summer nights. <br /> <br />I miss what use to be before the monster came out of the darkness and stole you from me. <br /> <br />You are there somewhere and I will wait for you to return once again. <br /> <br />I have to wait from afar now but I will wait and when I see in your eyes, the beauty of your soul, we will unite and love and make up for lost time! <br /> <br />In my faith I remain, knowing one day we will walk hand in hand in that promised land. <br /> <br />-Vonda<br /><br />Vonda Overlie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-empty-canvas/
