A Field of Red

I drive home among a field of red leaves.
One more year without her.
I miss her smile. I miss her laugh.
The trees lay bare of leaves like the landscape of my heart.

Tears

I saw tears in a little girls eyes. As she sought her teddy bear. She looked around frantically around the house. There was a heartfelt desperation in her eyes. I was moved to sadness, as I helped her look.