In your absence,
I explore the soaked beaches
alone and watch the skies
drench the cottage roof
with tinkling music.
In your absence,
I empathize with periwinkle
hydrangeas, the size of baby
heads, which droop and cry
tears of rain along the fence line.
In your absence,
I search for light
while my heart echoes
the waves as they crash
against the rocky shore.