I did not weep the day you left;
There was no time for tears.
I turned the mattress on our bed
before its time was near.
I swept your footprints from the floor,
your touch from every wall.
I cleaned the bathroom drains of hair
and scoured the shower stall.
I scrubbed your shadow from every space;
I worked at it till dawn.
Then I became as a willow tree,
For then you were truly gone.