My darkest day!

You should have left me an advance notice that today would be a dark day for me. You should have let me know that you will leave me with four hungry children and a withering red rose in our flower garden. I refuse to believe that you left a space in our bed, and a plethora of startling questions in my head! I wish I would pluck my half closed eyes out of their sockets; not to see the throng of frail faces whimpering in slience........ its sad. Its sad that our hearts will no longer pulpitate at the same pase.... coz yours has come to a sudden stop! Echoes of your last whispers in the night still reverberate in my mind. I wish death was a stairway...... my feeble legs would clop!