He would have age spots on the backs of his hands, markers for all the empty years gone by.

His heart was lighter than it had been for several long and empty years.

There would be so many empty years when finally they had to say good-bye.

Who else would want to hold that command for year after empty year?

The thought of the empty years ahead plagued him.

The empty years of his childhood would never be repeated.

That promise, and the memory of days together, were what had sustained him through the ten long, empty years.

After closing in 1916 old postal station stood empty few years.

Here we are, alone again after two long empty years, but you do not relax for a moment.

He could finally see that his life would mean more than a bank balance and a tally of empty years.