WITHOUT HIM...

WITHOUT HIM...

Her thoughts
they do  wonder
as she sits
all alone ..
Of years spent
together ..
No one there
to talk to..
No one bothers
to phone..

She recalls
the times when
they sat by
the fire..
A word rarely
spoken,
just their
unspoken
desire..

Now it's
just her,
her thoughts ,
and a house
full of memories...
There were
hardships and
tears that
merely past
in the
breeze...

She misses
his touch
when held
in his arms..
when burdens
were heavy..
It was there
she felt calm..

She recalls
his face as
each child
was born..
They were the
light of his life..
She wept with
a heart that
is  torn..

She knows
of his
strengths,
his weaknesses
too..
She loved
him so deeply,
as she
screams,
"I  miss you "!

Days turn
to months
and months
into years..
The thought
of him now
still brings
her to tears ..


She smiles
as she
whispers
a prayer in
the dark ..
"Please tell
him I miss
him and
please do
impart"..
"I cherished
his love God,
right from
the start"...

Brushing
the tears
she felt
as though
she'd been
kissed..
Just for a
moment
She felt
his caress..

Patsy McNutt Morgan
01/28/12
Revised 09/17/16


...Dedicated to my mother, my sister and my friends who lost their husbands..
I  watched  and seen their palpable grief and I felt helpless.

You have shown me how your loss has  taken a part of you with him..
But I have seen strength and wisdom
That becomes you !

PS.
Mom had died 11/05
But everyday after dad died, she grieved for him every day .. she could not wait to be with him again.