The Mending is Slow July 18, 2010

Taken by surprise
All these tears left to cry.
After all this time
I don’t understand why.

A bizarre time warp
I feel all the same ways
When grief came in waves
day after day.

Two years sounds so short
or maybe long?
It really doesn’t matter.
Either way, he’s gone.

Gone, gone, gone.

I desperately wish
for one more kiss
one more hug
and an “I love you, Sis.”

I want to believe
I’ll see him again
and we’ll rush to each other
like long lost friends.

Maybe it will happen.
I don’t know.
But today my heart breaks
and the mending is slow.

I love you, Dad
and I miss you so.

The Sweetest Spot July 5, 2010

Found the sweetest spot
with my man
Sheltered by dune grass
in the cool night sand.

Blissfully alone
though people all around
A stolen moment
we gratefully found.

The stars shining bright
reflect the twinkle in his eye
And I remember I love him
with a long, lovely sigh.

All the way home
a light glows in his face
It matches the one
that fills my heart’s space
And I pray God forever leads us
back to this place.

The sweetest spot
in the cool night sand
sheltered by dune grass
With my man.